Hi, welcome to my ex-girlfriend club
Have you met Allison, Emily, Christine, Daniella?
You said you give me a heart attack
I got no style, I'm strictly words, me, got no style

Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club
Help yourself to the salad bar
I'm in a corner, how am I gonna do it?
Don't know what else I can do

Rub a dub, rub a dub, dub
Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club

Have you met Deirdre, Dorothy, Esmorada
I said you give me a heart attack
You wonder why I act like a fool
Because you treat me like one

You're not home
Oh, I see how it is
Oh, each one to one
Why don't you say it to my face

My face turns pale
When I get your emails
You know where I live!
You know where I live!

Oh, it's me with my tail between my legs?
Sorry
Ao, you give me a heart attack
Me, got no style, I'm strictly words
Oh then stop wanking

Hi, welcome to my ex-girlfriend club
How many ways could I express my love for you?
I should've given her a good slap

Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club
Running around town with my head held down
No feelings in my hands
You're a bit too young to understand
Don't be fooled by looks
I'm still Danny from the blocks

What time is it?
Now I can't love
We can still remember, can't we?
I got an email today from Puff Daddy
He likes how I sing
Maybe I should get a tattoo and some bling, bling

So you give me a heart attack
Rub a dub, rub a dub, dub
Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club
Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club

All aboard
Have a nice day, I'm gradually turning gay
Welcome to my ex-girlfriend club