Letras: Phish. Crimes Of The Mind (With The Dude Of Life). Bitchin' Again.

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me crazy

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me nuts

"I thought you said
You'd bring home the groceries
I thought you said you'd fill up the tank
I thought you said you'd pull out for me
A hundred-fifty dollars from the bank"

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me crazy

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me crazy

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me nuts

"I thought you said
You'd bring me some flowers
You came home with nothing
You dirty rat fink
I thought you said you'd
Clean up the living room
You said you'd do the dishes in the sink"

"I'm sick and tired of your childish behavior
You're always coming home completely soused
I'm sick and tired of this shoebox apartment
When are you going to buy me a house?"

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me crazy

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me nuts

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me crazy

She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again
She's bitchin' again drivin' me nuts