Loretta broke it off in a letter,
She wrote that she was leaving and that her life would be better
Joan broke it off over the phone,
After the tone, she left me alone
Jen said she'd never ever see me again
When I saw her again, she said it again
Anne met another man
Lisa got amnesia, just forgot who I am
Felicity said there was no electricity
Emily, no chemistry
Beth left, Fran ran
Flo had to go, I couldn't go with the flow
Carol Brown just took a bus out of town
But I'm hoping that you'll stick around

Bret: He cannot cook, he is not good boyfriend material
Jemaine: We can eat cereal!
Bret: You'll lose interest fast, his relationships never last
Jemaine: Shut up, girlfriends from the past!
Bret: He says he'll do one thing, then he goes and does another thing
Jemaine: Mmm Who organized all my ex-girlfriends into a choir, and got them to sing?
Shut up, girlfriends from the past

Mimi will no longer see me
Britney, Britney hit me
Paula, Persephone, Stella, Stephanie
There must be fifty ways that lovers have left me
Carol Brown just took a bus out of town
Love is a delicate thing, it could just float away on the breeze

Bret: He said the same thing to me
Jemaine: How can we ever know if I'm the right person in this world?
Bret: He maybe looks at other girls
Jemaine: Love is a mystery, well, it does not follow rules
Bret: This guy, he's a fool
Jemaine: Shut up, girlfriends from the past, quiet Shut up, girlfriends from the past, quiet
Bret: He'll always be a boy, he's a man who never grew up
Jemaine: I think I told you to shut up

Mona, I thought you told me that you were in a coma
Stan, you should've told me when we began that you were a man
Who organized this choir of ex-girlfriends?
Was it you, Carol Brown?
Was it you, Carol Brown?
Carol Brown just took a bus out of town
But I'm hoping that you'll stick around