go home mom and go home to your cop
you made us all feel weird you should just stop
as soon as he takes off you appear
with your one-year old and half-can of flat beer
::Chorus I::
you bought into the thought
that believin' in
somethin' is a lot of shit
well that's unfortunate
i guess you're gettin' jipped
you bought into the lie
that the truth don't
apply to you and never did
well that's unfortunate
i guess you're gettin' jipped
::Verse II::
(same as ::Verse I::)
well i got skipoles and i'm on my horse
and you on pills, all weird wearin' gym shorts
and my horse and i are gonna find your man
and let him know he's gotta a fuckin' freak on his hands
::Chorus II::
(same as ::Chorus I:: except...)
...on last "i guess you're gettin jipped", play:
i guess you're gettin jipped
i guess you're gettin jipped
i guess you're gettin jipped
i guess you're gettin jipped