Your Boyfriend - Krista Siegfrids

I got a stranger in bed, an awful ... in my head

I got a hand on my thigh, who the hell is that guy?

Why, oh, why, did, I?

(Why is this happening to me?)

I feel his breath on my neck

And I am totally wrecked

Tell me where have I been

I can't remember a thing

What a deadly sin

I got your boyfriend

Here in my bed

But the damage is done now

I bet you want me dead

I got your boyfriend

What can I do?

It's really not my problem

The problem is your boyfriend

I hear a voice in my ear, I smell tequila and beer

This is a terrible mess

Why did I ever say yes?

Where's my cocktail dress?

(Where the fuck is my dress!?!?)

I see him smiling at me

He says:

"Good morning, Marie"

Doesn't show any shame

And that's not even my name

Who am I to blame?

I got your boyfriend

Here in my bed

But the damage is done now

I bet you want me dead

I got your boyfriend

What can I do?

It's really not my problem

The problem is your boyfriend

I got your boyfriend

Here in my bed

But the damage is done now

I bet you want me dead

I got your boyfriend

What can I do?

It's really not my problem

The problem is your boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend

He was regular guy

With a suit and a tie

Honey how could I know

That this particular boy

Did not belong to me

(Ouch)

He was quite the thrill

With his technical skill

But now you know what you've got

What a droppable flop

Why, oh, why, did I?

I got your boyfriend

In my bed

But the damage is done now

I bet you want me de-e-e-e-ead

I got your boyfriend

What can I do?

It's really not my problem

The problem is your boyfriend

I got your boyfriend

Here in my bed

But the damage is done now

I bet you want me dead

I got your boyfriend

What can I do?

It's really not my problem

The problem is your boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend