Girlfriendectomy Songtext

Girlfriendectomy,
it's a girlfriendectomy
it's a girlfriendectomy

Girlfriendectomy,
it's a girlfriendectomy
it's a girlfriendectomy

I've gotta get this thing off of my dick
The sight of it's starting to make me sick
It's getting worse, it's spreading to my brain
I sleep and eat and breathe in constant pain

Wash my hands, put on my latex gloves
Pass the scalpel, I'll put on my scrubs
Now's the time to operate, in sixty minutes I'll be great
'cause I'll be rid of her

Girlfriendectomy,
it's a girlfriendectomy it's a girlfriendectomy

Girlfriendectomy,
it's a girlfriendectomy
it's a girlfriendectomy