MMMMMMMMMMMM yeah yeah yeah woh woih woh yeah. (so called cheesy intro vocals). I'm outside your window. talking through glass. you throw out some love crumbs. but I've got an appetite bigger than that. I'm hungry for something...yeah yeah yeah. that I can't afford. you dole out your love like foodstamps. Well I want something more. Sick of your foodstamp love. Sick of your foodstamp love. Sick of your foodstamp love. You hand me some paper...yeah yeah yeah. show me where to sign. If I'm lucky I will get your number. Oh goody I think this is a real good time. After you ask me some questions. Do I qualify?. Well I don't want your handouts anyway. cause boring stuff is all I can buy. Sick of your foodstamp love. Sick of your foodstamp love. Sick of your foodstamp love. [guitar solo]. I run to my mailbox. hoping that it's there. some sort of message telling. me that you really care. but all there is is junk mail. there's a sale down at the mall. there's some coupons for *canned love baby (?). but there's nothing from you at all. sick of your foodstamp love (x6 with guitar work behind).