The Rear Admirals - I Don't Want to Read Your Diary Lyrics

Ain't it great, we can laugh
About all the f*cked-up times we had
But I don't want to read your diary

Used to love me, now you don't
Might find it funny, probably won't
So I don't want to read your diary

Keep those pages in your wardrobe space
You vomited the last time you were off your face
And where you keep that nightgown with the pink things on the side...

I'm here for dinner, where's the food?
Is this the way you dress for all the folks who dine with you?
Or just the ones you know like it spicy

As excuses go, I've heard worse
I know why I'm here; you say it first
Because I don't think that your needs are entirely dietary

We'll probably go to hell for this one day
But I can't help but think about the way
You rock that nightgown with the pink things on the side...

And we'll probably go to hell for this one day
But I can't help but think about the way
You rock that nightgown with the pink things on the side...

I saw your boyfriend, he looks well
I know you're not the kind to kiss and tell
But I don't think that he should read it either