The Next Arnold Palmer

Here we go again

You've got me falling through the floor again

You've got me calling for a mulligan

One too many times

If i had another shot, it'd be a hole-in-one for real

Don't try to act like you don't want me to finally close the deal

Because now i see right through your games

It's a wonder how i never could do it before

If you could only close your legs

Nobody would think you had turned into such a whore

You've got me falling through the floor again

You've got me calling for a mulligan

One too many times

You never warn me, no, you never call "fore"

When you crack my skull open and i fall through the floor

I can't help but notice that your sportsmanship is poor

And your stroke count is bogus, so i'm done with keeping score

No, that shit won't fly anymore