My fiancée is complain, is this how's it gonna be? The game already started and we are down by three. Her yapping hasn't stopped and my team's field goal just got blocked. Halftime has arrived, to the market I depart, I guess I'll buy some Midol so I could watch my idols. I forgot the maxi pads now she's screaming going mad. So I'm getting in the car and I'm heading to the bar. I'm sure that I'll get canned but thanks God I got my hands.