I wish you wouldn't speak with that spinach in your teeth
On, and on, and on
That lipstick is a shade too orange for you
Take it, take it off
Ooh, let me run away
Rubberface, don't rub it the wrong way
You ordered some fancy IPA, just to show off
Your credit got rejected and I had to pay
Aren't I broke enough?
Couldn't stand your jokes, they were so goddamn blue, blue
You should re-think your lead paint make-up
Fumes, fumes, fumes
Ooh, let me run away
Rubberface, don't rub it the wrong way
Ah, let me run away
Rubberface, don't rub it the wrong way
Rubberface, don't rub it the wrong way
Just rubber ain't my type
I'll run before the paint peels dry
Rubberface, don't rub it the wrong way
Just rubber ain't my type
I'll run before the paint peels dry