Crash Test Dummies

I know that you don't love me

I know you hate my guts

I know the nasty things you say

About me, to those sluts



Well, maybe I'm a weasel

Maybe I'm a liar

Maybe I'm a skinny punk

Who couldn't change a tire



I'm laying down and I'm playing dead

I ain't fetchin' no stick, no way, baby



I've always been this pasty

I've always been this shape

I'm just a teensy-weensy thing

Passed on by itsy-bitsy apes



I'm laying down and I'm playing dead

I ain't fetchin' no stick, no way, baby



You know that you could train me

You know I'd sit and beg

But you think I'm just a dirty dog

That tried to hump that pretty leg



I'm laying down and I'm playing dead

I ain't fetchin' no stick, no way, baby

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