Danska

You don't care anymore, you stinkin' rotten,

Oh, you forgot what soap is for, you

Your hair it smells like cottage cheese,

It makes me wobbly at the knees.

You used to care when we went out,

You used to comb your hair

And wear make-up and hope you mind nice shoes.

But now you don't, you just refuse.

And you say that your smile

Should be enough reminder

That you really care for me

But your teeth are black and rotten,

And they make me wanna hurl.

You don't care anymore, you stinkin' rotten,

Oh, you forgot what soap is for, you

Your hair it smells like cottage cheese,

It makes me wobbly at the knees.

We haven't made love in so long,

I'll probably drown inside the fat rolls

In your thighs and just don't quit.

You never shaved, you braid you pits,

And you say that your smile

Should be enough reminder

That you really care for me

But your teeth are black and rotten

And they make me wanna hurl.

You don't care anymore, you stinkin' rotten,

Oh, you forgot what soap is for, you

Your hair it smells like cottage cheese,

It makes me wobbly at the knees.

You don't care anymore, you stinkin' rotten,

Oh, you forgot what soap is for, you

Your hair it smells like cottage cheese,

It makes me wobbly at the knees.