Paroles de She Called Pest Control

She called pest control And when she was sprayed She never was bothered again She wore western-style boots Foreshadowing things to come I said I'm an artist in search of a medium She said I know And I said well I gotta go Looking back over my shoulder to see If she was sorry I was leaving Because I thought I was lying But I was going I was going I was gone She called pest control And when she was sprayed She never was bothered again