I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Ain't been washin' that much for sure
I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
You've oversold a touch, that I abhor
Just block your nose each time I show up, eh
Or get it stitched, each nostril sewn up, eh
I get you never, ever want to throw up, eh
But you're just overblowin', o-o-overblowin', blowin'
Blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin'
Blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blowin'

Yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I may have had a small crash last night, night
While cleanin' out my dad's basement, yeah-eeh-yeah
I copped a faceful of trash last night, night
Your curiosity sated? Yeah-ee-yeah, well
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cause that's the truth (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
That's why your nose (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Wants to implode (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Not that awful, I trust you're sure
I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
On my own scale, I'd just rate it a four
The way you groan 'bout how you'll throw up, eh
You'd think my stink would make you blow up, eh
Not cause I never, ever want to own up, eh
Truth is you're overblowin', o-o-overblowin', c'mon
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Sh-sh-shut up, may be smelly, not so smelly that you'll find you're usin'
Six cans of deodorant, not that much P.U.-in'
Stop it now, you're comin' off as quite stupid
Mumblin' once again, sounds just like "God, what a stink"
Not again, you do this ev'ry single time an off scent's waftin', makes you flip
It's just a little sad, think you've got oversensitive
Nostrils, that's why my eyes roll when you open the windows again
And again and again, give it a rest
So I'm not washed? Irrelevant
Been six months, I guess, who gives a shit?
I got a rank odour, that's your only pitch
I won't get mad or get too belligerent
Find someone else who'll take your pesterin'
Fake throw up at that guy there, go nuts
And let my "stink" flow up, faux-stunk

I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
May be covered in crud for sure
I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Only smell like three butts, not twenty-four
If you won't go, my hands, I'll throw up, eh
Seems you're so thick, your brain won't load up, eh
Just cause I never, ever want to soap up, eh
Afraid you're overblowin', o-o-overblowin', blowin' (c'mon)
Blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin' (c'mon)
Blowin', blowin', blowin', blowin', blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow (c'mon)
Blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow-blow (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Your nose always goes nuts for sure
I got a rank odour? Oh-whoa-oh-oh
To prove you're wrong, I'll shut all of the doors
All the windows I'm gonna close up, eh
Duct tape, I'll stick to force your nose up, eh
I'm sure you'll never, ever want to throw up, eh
Because you're overblowin', o-o-overblowin', c'mon