To be sung with ska style, preferably by Gwen Stefani (plus
pout)
The Independence Anthem
I've got on my tight jeans
I've got on my high heels
and I have this tiny
t-shirt that really shows off my breats
So why should I be thinking
about you and your leaving
I will stop it right now
I won't do it again
'Cause your loving's like a booze
and it hasn't got much use
it just leaves me with hangover I know I can do without
Though it really took a while
to be smart and to get out
but you know that I will never never crawl back to your lap
(*hissing*) Frankly my dear I don't give a damn
to what you think about me
'cause I've found out that you're not the greatest genius on the
land
Just a stone to stumble over
just get up and get it over with
I 'll hardly remember you when I get to where I want
'Cause your loving's like a booze
and it hasn't got much use
it just leaves me with hangover I know I can do without
Even if it takes a while
to be smart and to get out
know this baby, I will never
NEVER, CRAWL BACK TO YOUR FUCKING LAP!!!
