American Hi Fi-Flavor Of The Week lyrics

She paints her nails and she don`t know, 
He`s got her best friend on the phone. 
She`ll wash her hair, his dirty clothes, 
Or all he gives to her. 
And he`s got posters on the wall 
Of all the girls he wished she was. 
And he means everything to her. 

Her boyfriend, 
He don`t know 
Anything 
About her. 
He`s too stoned, 
Nintendo. 
I wish that I could make her see, 
She`s just the flavor of the weak. 

It`s Friday night and she`s all alone, 
He`s a million miles away. 
She`s dressed to kill, the TV`s on, 
He`s connected to the sound. 
And he`s got pictures on the wall 
Of all the girls he`s loved before, 
And she knows all his favorite songs. 

Her boyfriend, 
He don`t know 
Anything 
About her. 
He`s too stoned, 
Nintendo. 
I wish that I could make her see, 
She`s just the flavor of the weak. 
Yeah. 

Her boyfriend, 
He don`t know 
Anything 
About her. 
He`s too stoned, 
He`s too stoned, 
He`s too stoned, 
He`s too stoned. 

Her boyfriend, 
He don`t know 
Anything 
About her. 
He`s too stoned, 
Nintendo. 
I wish that I could make her see, 
She`s just the flavor of the weak. 
Yeah she`s the flavor of the weak. 
She makes me weak.