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I typed my name into an internet search engine
And all I got was boobs
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
What's a man supposed to do?
No matter what I type into the damn search engine
All I get is boobs
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
All I seem to ever get is boobs
Everyday I have the purest of intentions
But I get ambushed by this time wasting invention
Time wasting invention!
I'm not talkin' 'bout the net
I'm talkin' 'bout boobs
(oooooo)
Boo boo boobie doo boo boo
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
These days when I'm on the net
I just cut the crap and type in boobs