I'm So Sick Of You
Weird Al Yankovic · Bad Hair Day [1996]
Why you always wastin' my time?
Hey baby, trust me, you just disgust me
Your hair's a mess and your make-up's crusty
I don't know too many females
Who make a habit of biting their toenails
Wo, every time you call, you drive me up the wall
Honey, just the sight of you makes my flesh crawl
I'm sure we'd be happy together
If only one little thing weren't true
Oh baby, I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you!
You drink the milk right from the carton
What are you, in kindergarten?
You're belchin' everywhere, foulin' up the air
Then you use my razor to shave your back hair
You don't have an ounce of class
You're just one big pain in the neck
How much more can I take now
give me a break now
You even snore when you're wide awake now
You tell all your friends we're the perfect couple
Well, maybe you should get a clue
'Cause baby, I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Baby, you're so nauseatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
And when you softly call my name
It's like I'm listenin' to a squeaky chalk sound
And when you look at me that special way
It's hard for me to keep my lunch down
And when you ask me what I'm thinkin'
honey, usually I'm thinkin'
how I'd really like to tie your head
completely up in duct tape
so I wouldn't have to listen to you
asking me those stupid questions
over and over again
Well, that disgusting noise you make
when you laugh
gives me a throbbing migraine
(Can't stand you, I just can't stand you)
Until you came along I never dated anyone
this low on the food chain
(Can't stand you, I just can't stand you)
You've got inhuman body odor
You've got the hair of a boxing promoter
Yeah, your teeth are all yellow
your butt's made of jell-O
You wake up in a puddle
droolin' on your pillow
I hate the way you crack your knuckles
I hate your whiny loser girlfriends too
But mostly I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Really now, you're aggravatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Not to mention irritatin'
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
Well, now won't you give my best regards to Satan
I yi yi yi yi
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of you
You make me sick
I'm So Sick Of You
Released in 1996 on the album Bad Hair Day, this track stands as a quintessential example of Weird Al Yankovic's mastery of parody within the English-language pop genre. The recording satirizes the overbearing behavior of a romantic partner, utilizing Yankovic's signature comedic timing and vocal delivery to exaggerate the frustration of a toxic relationship. As part of his extensive discography, the song exemplifies his ability to transform mundane interpersonal grievances into a polished, radio-friendly hit that resonates with audiences while maintaining his distinct musical identity. It remains a staple of his catalog, showcasing his skill in blending traditional pop structures with humorous, character-driven lyrics that have become a cultural touchstone for comedy in music.