"Cody" lyrics - BOWLING FOR SOUP

BOWLING FOR SOUP
"Cody"
(Chris Burney / Erik Chandler / Jaret Reddick)

I know you don't come from here
Believe me I'm very aware, and I'm sorry
But you were a sad little girl
Who got caught up in this world and I'm sorry
So sorry, you feel so sorry all the time

[Pre-Chorus:]
You think you're everything
Some brokenhearted martyr queen
The reason for the setting sun
Believe me you're the only one
Only one...

[Chorus:]
Only one who knows
So off the little queeny goes
To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her, "Call me up some time"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah
Since queeny's lost her mind
Only one who knows
So off the little queeny goes
To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her, "Call me up some time"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah
Since queeny's lost her mind

I tried to write a song
And rule out all the wrongs, I'm sorry
Hey girl, lets go on a date
See a movie or roller skate, I'm sorry
So sorry, yeah
Better luck next time

[Pre-Chorus:]
You think you're everything
Some brokenhearted disco queen
The reason for the setting sun
Believe me you're the only one
Only one...

[Chorus:]
Only one who knows
So off the little queeny goes
To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her, "Call me up some time"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah
Since queeny's lost her mind
Only one who knows
So off the little queeny goes
To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her, "Call me up some time"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah
Since queeny's lost her mind

[Instrumental]

[Chorus:]
Only one who knows
So off the little queeny goes
To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her, "Call me up some time"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah
Since queeny's lost her mind
Only one who knows
So off the little queeny goes
To flaunt her ill begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her, "Call me up some time"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queeny, yeah
Since queeny's lost her mind