Gimme A Sports Car

I was sick and tired of everything,
When I called you last night from London.
All I do is weed the garden and pay bills and do paperwork,
Wishing that I could leave my lover.

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme a sports car!
Won't somebody help me detox!
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme a sports car!
I really want to detox!

Avril Lavigne, I was defeated, you won the war.
Avril Lavigne, promise to love me forever more.
Avril Lavigne, couldn't escape if I wanted to.
Avril Lavigne, knowing my fate is to be with you.
Yikes-yikes-yikes-yikes-yikes Avril Lavigne!
Finally facing Avril Lavigne.

You are the singing queen, here in London.
Singing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine.
You can detox, you can detox, having the time of your life.

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! a sports car,
Won't somebody help me detox!