If I have to walk in on my roommate one more time Sitting with his hand upon his lap Filling my computer screen with pictures dirty and obscene It may be the last before I snap If I have to walk in on my roommate one more time Looking at me with those guilty eyes Grabbing a blanket in one swift motion, not to mention my bottle of lotion I may have to say my last goodbyes I understand the primal need to relieve oneself of course And I've accepted the fact That some guys like watching girls jerk off a horse But I can't believe the rudeness, the lack of courtesy It's okay to use my towel but not without asking me, okay? If I have to walk in on my roommate one more time And ask him to delete three gigs of p**n I mean I'm not usually picky, but my keyboard's always sticky So excuse me if I treat him with some scorn! If I have to walk in on my roommate one more time Not looking quite so guilty anymore He says "Nah, you might as well just stay, I'm about to blow it anyway" I think I may just push him out the door I don't mind how he tries sometimes to make out with the screen Just a spray or two of Windex, and for a day or two, it's clean Now I don't like to condescend and I don't want to nag But if you violate one of my bagels, don't put it back in the f**in' bag! So if I have to walk in on my roommate one more time Sitting there in stolen lingerie Holding in his rosy palm a topless picture of My mom? I don't think I'm gonna let him stay But maybe I will