Catchyalater

Saw ya' taking all your kids inside
Picking up their toys, you're cryin'
And I watched you from the kitchen window
I wanna call you, I just play Nintendo
So you say the magic died
Always knew just how to hurt my pride
Never knew just how to say I'm sorry
I'm not tired, baby, tell me a story

Catch ya' later
Catch ya' later

Would you like a diet Coke, I'm buyin'
And if you say you don't, I know you're lyin'
Drove to the mall to see what flicks were showin'
Saw the exit, and I just kept goin'

In comes the doctor in, in comes the nurse, in comes the lady with the alligator purse
And you turn on 'Lanis Morrisette, and learn all the curses, but your aunt turns it off after one or two verses
And the punks say how ya' doin', motherfuckers, and the punks say how ya' doin', motherfuckers
And you root for Patrick Ewing, and you can't stop doin' it, you can't stop chewin' it, you tell her

Catch ya' later
Catch ya' later