Frickin’ A
I can’t wait ’til I’ll frickin’ be
able to frickin’ see
what it is you frickin’ deem to be a keeper
It ain’t frickin’ easy
to put all my frickin’ effort
into cleaning up your world
’cause you want it rated frickin’ G
and so carefree
And I spend all my frickin’ H-O-U-R-S
thinking about you
’cause frickin’ I have always loved you
Now I kick back
but I won’t touch a frickin’ J
Trust me, I’m O-frickin’-K
And it’s just fine
For all I care, you can go to frickin’ L-M-N-O-P
’cause on frickin’ cue
you did just what I thought you’d do
’cause I know who you frickin’ are
better than he ever will
And I frickin’ estimate
you make it a few more months
’cause all you wanted was Tim frickin’ Tebow
and his S-frickin’-U-frickin’-V
And I’ll find myself a pretty lady to frickin’ double you up
and all you’ll be is just another frickin’ ex of mine
And someday I’m gonna stop wondering frickin’ why
I couldn’t be your A-through-frickin’-Z
TONY CASTRICONE 