Where did my sleeve go? I lost it an hour ago.

My trumpet player's name is Steve. Where the fuck's my fucking sleeve?

{I got no job cause I'm a bum, my friends think I'm so goddamn dumb.

I have a hat, I take it where I go, 'cause I'm so fuckin' emo!}

Where did my sleeve go? Its been there so long.

So now I had to write a stupid punk song.

Where my dogs at? I love her, how about that?

Our old drummer's name is Pat. John DeDom wears a dumb hat.

Girls make me act way too gay. I don't wanna go to work today.

By hearing this you seriously decreased your IQ.

First you want to love me, shit cause now you wanna go.

All I wanna know, baby, is where'd my sleeve go?

Where my dogs at?