Your Boyfriend

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