Do what I say, wear what I wear.
You're too fat for that kind of hair.
I call in tears at five AM,
You talk me off the roof again.
But when you're down and all alone,
Go tell it to the dial tone.
Unkind, unaware.
Whatever you feel, I just don't care
Unkind, unaware.
Whatever you feel, I know
I'm a bad friend for the weekend.
The favours and the things I do,
They give me power over you.
You'll never know just where you stand
I'll always have the upper hand.
Do what I say, wear what I wear.
You're too fat and I just don't care.