[Verse 1]
G F Em
Hey! You said the boys were gonna hang tonight
G F Em
The guys are here but you ain't anywhere in sight
Am D Bm C
Your excuses are getting pretty lame
Am D B7
The malady you suffer has a name
[Chorus]
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
Your balls don't have a chance
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
Your girlfriend wears the pants
Em
Pussywhipped
[Verse 2]
G F Em
Your new bitch has got you on the shortest rope Yeah yeah yeah
G F Em
Now your dick gets sucked about as much as the Pope's Holy hell
Am D Bm C
Yeah she's pretty, but no one is that fine
Am D B7
What you need to do is grow a spine
[Chorus]
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
Your girl locked up your nuts
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
And now you can't bang the sluts
Em F Em F
Pussywhipped - Your pussywhiped
[Post Chorus]
F G
I was in a situation like the one you've got
F G
Jumping through those hoops each day because the chick was hot
D F
Well I was pussywhipped like you but now my dick is wise
D F B7
You need to tell your dick to open up its fucking eyes
F B F
Open up your ey...e...s
[Bride]
Em x6
[Verse 3]
Am D Bm C
We're all getting so tired of this game
Am D B7
The sickness you've contracted has a name
[Last Chorus]
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
Your balls don't have a chance
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
Your girlfriend wears the pants
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
You're calling it "romance"
Em
Pussywhipped
C7 B7
Your whore's got you in a trance
Em Em Em Em Em Em sustain
Pussywhipped, whipped, whipped, whipped, whipped - You Whiped!!!
