Veronica Hates Me

(One, Two, Three, Four)(One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight)She always has something to say

To ruin an otherwise nice day

She always has to start a fightShe doesn't like the way I think

She don't understand why I must drink

To go out on Friday nightBut I know what she's doing

I know that I'm losing

I know that she's screwing meVeronica doesn't like the way I dress

(Veronica hates me)

Veronica says my hair's a fuckin' mess

(Veronica hates me)Why the deposition?

Veronica's definition

Of love is hate

Veronica hates me(What a shame)Veronica hates me(And here's the funny part)She thinks I oughtta get a job

And quit taking spaceup on her couch

With my hand deep in my crotchShe don't know how to shut her mouth

I don't know what I'd do without

Her to drag me downShe asks me when is the wedding

Well I'm getting ready

To yankVeronica doesn't like the way I dress

(Veronica hates me)

Veronica thinks my hair's a fuckin' mess

(Veronica hates me)Why the deposition?

Veronica's definition

Of love is hate

Veronica hates meVeronica, Veronica, Veronica

(Veronica hates me)

Veronica, Veronica, Veronica

(Veronica hates me)Veronica,

(Veronica hates me)One, two, three, fourVeronica won't leave me alone

Veronica won't leave me alone

Veronica won't leave me alone

Veronica won't leave me aloneWa oh uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh

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