Artist: Blink 182
Album: Enema of the State

Dysentery Gary

Got a lotta heart ache
He’s a fucken weasel
His issues make my mind ache
Want to make a deal
Cause I love your little motions
You do and your pigtails
What a nice creation
Worth another night in jail

He’s a player, diarrhea giver
Tried to grow his hair out 
Friends listen to slayer
I would like to find him Friday night
Hanging out with mom and 
Trying on his father’s tights

Life just sucks, I lost the one
I’m giving up, she found someone
There’s plenty more, girls are such a drag

So all you little ladies
Be sure to choose the right guys
You’ll come back to me maybe
I’ll shower you with lies

Got a lotta heart ache
He’s a fucken weasel
Decisions make my mind ache
Want to make a deal

Ease away the problems and the pain
The girl chose the guy that makes you kick and scream
All along you wish that she would stay
Fuck the guy that took and ran away

He’s a player, diarrhea giver
Tried to grow his hair out 
Friends listen to slayer
I would like to find him Friday night
Hanging out with mom and 
Trying on his father’s tights

Life just sucks, I lost the one
I’m giving up, she found someone
There’s plenty more, girls are such a drag

Fuck this place, I lost the war
I hate you all, your mom’s a whore
Where’s my dog, cause girls are such a drag