Paroles: David Wilcox. Mango.

When you love somebody
And they dick you around, say
Well, doesn't that really suck?
When you love somebody
And they dick you around
Well, doesn't that really suck?

I was drivin' n' cryin'
I was tryin' to see
I almost ran down these school kids
Crossin' in front of me

'Cause I had my head out the window
I was just tryin' to explain
But I just yelled out my wisdom
Like a man insane

When you love somebody
And they dick you around, yeah
Well, doesn't that really suck?
When you love somebody
And they dick you around, yeah
Well, doesn't that really suck?

We were messy into mango
It was sticking in our teeth
It was too ripe for waitin'
It was juicy and sweet

Oh, that succulent sensation
You said it was the best
But you left me in the mornin'
With that sticky mess

When you love somebody
And they dick you around, yeah
Well, doesn't that really suck?
When you love somebody
And they dick you around
Doesn't that really
Doesn't that really