Your Boyfriend

I got a stranger in bed
An awful ache in my head
I got a hand on my thigh
Who the hell is that guy.

Why oh why did I.

I feel his breath on neck
And I am totally wrecked
Tell me where have I been
I can't remember a thing.

What a deadly sin.

I got your boyfriend
Here in my bed
But the damage is done now
I bet you want me dead
I got your boyfriend
What can I do?
It's really not my problem
The problem is your boyfriend.

I hear a voice in my ear
I smell tequila and beer
This is a terrible mess
Why did I ever say yes?

Where's my cocktail dress?
(Where the f*ck is my dress?)

I see him smiling at me
He says "Good morning, Marie"
Doesn't show any shame
And that's not even my name.

Who am I to blame?
(Ahhhhhhhh)

I got your boyfriend
Here in my bed
But the damage is done now
I bet you want me dead
I got your boyfriend
What can I do?
It's really not my problem
The problem is your boyfriend.

I got your boyfriend
Here in my bed
But the damage is done now
I bet you want me dead
I got your boyfriend
What can I do?
It's really not my problem
The problem is your boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend.

He was a regular guy
With a suit and a tie
Honey, how could I know
That this particular boy.

Did not belong to me?
(Ouch)

He was quite of a thrill
With his technical skill
But now you know what you got
What a drossible flop.

Why oh why did I.

I got your boyfriend
In my bed
But the damage is done now
I bet you want me dead
I got your boyfriend
What can I do?
It's really not my problem
The problem is your boyfriend.

I got your boyfriend
Here in my bed
But the damage is done now
I bet you want me dead
I got your boyfriend
What can I do?
It's really not my problem
The problem is your boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend.