I'm So Sick Of You

Lyrics and Information

I'm So Sick Of You is the eighth song on the Bad Hair Day album. It is an original song by "Weird Al" Yankovic.

Here are the lyrics to I'm So Sick Of You:
(The parts sung in italics indicate that they are sung by  a different person, or are sung in the backround)

You tell a joke and forget the punchline
Why you always wastin' my time?
Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me
You hair's a mess and your make-up's crusty
I don't know too many females
Who make a habit of biting their toenails
Wo, every time you call, you drive me up the wall
Honey, just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
I'm sure we'd be happy together
If onle one thing weren't true
Oh baby, I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you

You drink the milk right from the carton
What are you, in kindergarten?
You're belchin' everywhere, foulin' up the air
Then you use my razor to shave your back hair
You don't have an ounce of class
You're just one big pain in the neck
How much more can I take now, give me a break now
You even snore when you're wide awake now
You tell all your friends we're the perfect couple
Well, maybe you should get a clue
'Cause baby, I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Baby, you're so nauseatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you

And when you softly call my name
It's like listenin' to that squeaky chalk sound
And when you look at me that special way
It's hard for me to keep my lunch down
And when you askin' me what I'm thinkin', honey, usually I'm thinkin'
How I'd really like to tie your head completely up in duct tape
So I wouldn't have to listen to you asking me those stupid questions
Over and over again

Well, that disgusting noise you make when you laugh
Gives me a throbbing migraine
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you
Until you cam along I nbever dated anyone
This low on the food chain
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you
You've got inhuman body odor
You've got the hair of a boxing promoter
Yeah, your teeth are all yellow, your butt's made of Jell-O
You woke up in a puddle, droolin' on your pillow
I hate the way you crack your knuckles
I hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
But mostly I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Really now, you're aggrivatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Not to mention irritatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Well, now won't you give my best regards to Satan
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you

I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
You make me sick

Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you, now
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you, now
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you, now
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you, now
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you, now
Can't stand you, I just can't stand you I'm so sick of you, now