You can tell the world
You really need a girl
You can tell them
That your last one's gone
You can tell your friends
You need a girlfriend
To laugh and joke around with on the phone
You can tell your arms
To call one on the phone
You can tell your feet
To walk the floor
You can tell your lips
They need someone to kiss
And don't like searchin' anymore...

But don't date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
Because she goes from man to man
And if you date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
She will break up
And date your band

You can tell your ma
There's chicks in Arkansas
Oh, you can tell your dog to find your date
Or date my sister Tiff
But she will tell your lip
She never really liked you anyway
Oh, date my Aunt Louise
Date anyone you please
Myself already knows you're not okay
Oh you can date a mime
But watch out for her mind
Or she'll walk out on the first date

But don't date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
Because she goes from man to man
And if you date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
She will break up
And date your band

But don't date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
Because she goes from man to man
And if you date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
She will break up
And date your band

Don't date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
She will break up
And date your band

Don't date that flirt
That flaky, flaky flirt
She will break up
And date your band