Left Of Mainstreet - Queaver Lyrics

Weaver gets on my nerves
Every single day
When people act up
He doesnt know what to say.

Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!
Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!

He thinks hes a know it all
But he doesnt know at all
And his house stayed fresh
Covered in saran wrap

Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!
Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!

He thinks he's a smart man
But he's a dumb man
And if I was a betting man
'd call him a weird man

Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!
Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!