Lost my job, came home mad
To my parent's basement, and that's so sad
Mom said she would go to work until I find a steady job
I thought I like the sound of that
Bum off her and take long naps
Go from a self-dependent man
To being Mr. Wrong

Don't know how to work the Maytag Dryer
One more swallow from my fresh Budweiser
Rewind Playboy for the 18th time
Breakfast at twelve, lunch at five
Watch Forrest Gump in my lazy chair
Meat n' potatoes on my shirt right there
Been sleepin' all day long
Your mom would say I'm Mr. Wrong

Football, baseball, and racing
Squeeze in hot jello-wrestling
Girl scout cookies sold down the street
I rob them and I run
I can't cook and I stay up late
In bed eating Little Debbie cakes
It's more than any girl can take
Cause I'm Mr. Wrong

See my pink briefs if the Maytag Dryer
I pass gas and set it on fire
Watch terminator for the 40th time
Shower at ten, every third night
Haven't had a date since I lost my hair
I go to sleep in my lazy chair
Been eatin' all day long
And that's normal for me Mr. Wrong

Before I go to bed tonight
I'm gonna sit and watch that real big fight
On my own stolen satellite

Holey britches in the Maytag dryer
Haven't shaved since I got fired
Another fight at the bar last night
Watched star wars for the hundredth time
The front of my blue jeans has a tear
Can see everything I got in there
Ignore you all day long
Been lazy all day long
And that's why they call me Mr. Wrong

Baby, I'm a zero

Writing bad checks, ignoring bills
And there's nothing to it
I wonder how my mother feels
Cause I'm pathetic and she knew it