I Don't Want to Have to Mate with You

Good god, I’m done, I’m packed and all
Toaster in hand, running for the door
Since you’ve been sinking up the place
With pot pourri and fake shit, oh ooh
Couldn’t event stay if staying was the thing to do
I don’t wanna have to mate with you
Mate with you, no
I don’t wanna have to mate with you
Mate with you, no
Tight as a noose
I’m not that lose
I’m fucking bored
What’s your excuse?
Cause you’ve been sinking up the place
With pot pourri and fake shit, oh ooh
Couldn’t even stay if, staying was the thing to do
I don’t wanna have to mate with you
Mate with you, no
I don’t wanna have to mate with you
Mate with you, no
Not you, no please
Not you, not you
Oh, you-oh oh, you-oh oh
You