Stephen Lynch - She Gotta Smile lyrics

She gotta smile,

Yeah, She gotta smile and

she's flashin' it right at me

She gotta wink, a wink across

the bar and I know that it's meant to be.

She gotta walk, Tyke, she walkin' over

and I know this could be my day.

She got a ... friend,

Eeeew she gotta friend;

Why's she standin' in her way?!?

It's her big fat friend!

Oh god there's always one

Big fat friend

To spoil my fucking fun!

Now baby baby baby

if it's boots you wanna knock,

Leave your chubby friend at home

because she's gonna block the cock.

Now I'm afraid of no man,

With any I'll contend,

But I cannot compete with your

Big Fat Friend.

So Big fat friend, Ah, we meet again!

You won't leave her alone,

You rolls her eyes; makes sarcastic

comments while you're suckin' on that

chicken bone.

Well, you may think you've won the

battle but I tend to dis-agree.

See I know you, and your Achelies Heel,

And he's standing next to me.

My non-discriminating friend

(So what that you're a cow!)

Non-discriminating friend!

(I'll fuck you anyhow!)

Now I know that he's no looker

and he's had a couple rounds,

But with every shot of Jager

hey you loose a couple pounds!

Now baby baby baby bring the

evening to an end,

Just you and me and my pal,

and your big fat friend.