She paints her nails,
And she don't know,
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair,
His dirty clothes,
Are all he gives to her
And he's got posters on the wall, of all the girls he wished she was
And he means everything to her
Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see,
She's just the flavour of the week
It's Friday night and she's all alone He's a million miles away She's dressed to kill, but the TV's on, he's connected to the sound And he's got pictures on the wall, of all the girls he's loved before, and she knows all his favorite songs
Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see, she's just the flavour of the week
Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her He's too stoned, he's too stoned, he's too stoned, he's too stoned
Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her, he's too stoned Nintendo I wish I could make her see, she's just the flavour of the week Yeah, she's the flavour of the week
Yeah, she's the flavour of the week
And she makes me weak