Pizzagirl

Pizzagirl's lovin' me to pieces, and I'm not askin why;
I'm not askin' why...

It's no surprise,
The thought of her and I is not unlike an endless burning desert,
Or a lifetime in a jar upon her dresser.
Irregardless, she's oh so lovely in her vintage tee shirts,
And she's givin' us free...

Pizzagirl's lovin' me to pieces, and I'm not askin why;
I'm not askin' why...
Cuz Pizzagirl's callin' just to tell me that she's leavin' me,
I'm not askin' why...

Cuz again, I'm curious, who's this "Jessica Denver"?
She's crowdin' my phonebook-- I'm not after friendship.
But hey, status changes, so maybe I'll call;
Maybe I'll leave her a message to let her know that...

Pizzagirl's lovin' me to pieces, and I'm not askin why;
I'm not askin' why...
Cuz Pizzagirl's callin' just to tell me that she's leavin' me,
And I'm not askin' why...

Should I see you again,
I'm promply declaring a thumb war in honor of the three other guys--
You're bangin' on my window.
I'm pullin' the curtain; I'd rather be dreamin' of Jessica Denver...

Pizzagirl's lovin' me to pieces, and I'm not askin why;
I'm not askin' why...
Cuz Pizzagirl's callin' just to tell me that she's leavin' me (I'm not askin' why...),
I'm not askin' why, no.
She's leavin' me (I'm not askin' why...), I'm not askin why, cuz...
Pizzagirl's lovin' me to pieces, and I'm not askin why;
I'm not askin' why...
Cuz Pizzagirl's callin' just to tell me that she's leavin' me,
I'm not askin' why...
She's leavin' me...
And I'm not askin' why...