Hearing it before on bad , bad
I'll never get with you.
I'll never ever listen what the neighbors say, or
Don't say, it's so predictable.
I've heard it all a million times, or maybe more,
Same old story.

(Chorus:)
It"s boring;
I'm snoring wake me up in the morning.
I'm particular
'Bout, who I get with,
It's ridiculous,
To even think that you're in with a chance.
Oh, you must be tripping boy,
Oh, you're my whipping boy.
Not with that chat,
That's not where it's at.
I'm just a little bit more particular.

You turn up all uninvited, no surprises;
'Cos my memory.
It serves me well, just laugh again
You did the same thing that you always did.
Hammering me with phone calls, texts and s.

(Chorus x4)