I typed my own name into an internet search engine
And all I got was boobs
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
What's a man supposed to do

No matter what I type into the damn search engine
All....I get is boobs
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
All I seem to ever get is boobs

Every day I have the purest of intentions
But I get ambushes by this time wasting invention
(Time wasting invention)
I'm not talking about the net
I'm talking about boobs

Every day I have the purest of intentions
But my life's turned into one great big boob invention

There goes my day again
There goes my day again
These days when I'm on the net
I just cut the crap and type in boobs