She paints her nails,
And she don't know,
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair,
His dirty clothes,
Are all he gives to her
And he's got posters on the wall, of all the girls he wished she was
And he means everything to her

Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see,
She's just the flavour of the week

It's Friday night and she's all alone He's a million miles away She's dressed to kill, but the TV's on, he's connected to the sound And he's got pictures on the wall, of all the girls he's loved before, and she knows all his favorite songs

Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see, she's just the flavour of the week

Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her He's too stoned, he's too stoned, he's too stoned, he's too stoned

Her boyfriend, he don't know, anything about her, he's too stoned Nintendo I wish I could make her see, she's just the flavour of the week Yeah, she's the flavour of the week

Yeah, she's the flavour of the week
And she makes me weak