Lyrics:

Can I get some nasty bass?
It's gonna be kinda right tonight
Fellows (Yeah)
We're gonna talk about a girl who's fake, right
Fellows, can I get you put your hands put together for that?
Come on!

Your name was Patty but now it's Kay
Girl, you seem to change it every day
Your hair was long but now it's short
You say: "I got it cut", but I don't see no hair upon the floor

Whenever I go out with you
I find out something new!

You're a fake, baby
You can't conceal it
Know how I know
'Cause I can feel it

You're a fake, baby
No rhyme or reason
'Cause in your mind
It's lyin' season

You had brown eyes but now they're blue
Those false eyelashes that you're wearin' too.
In bed this morning you called me Clyde
Alex is the name that I go by

If women could be counterfit
Then you'd be it!

You're a fake, baby
You can't conceal it
Know how I know
'Cause I can feel it

You're a fake, baby
I've blown your cover
The gig is up
'Cause I discovered

You're a fake, baby
No need to hide it
Can't change my mind
'Cause I've decided

You're a fake, baby
And I'm disgusted
The game is through
And, girl, you're busted

Fake!

Whenever I go out with you (Whenever I go out with you)
I find out something new.

You're a fake

You always have a good excuse (You always have a good excuse)
But girl that ain't no use.

You're a fake, baby
You can't conceal it
Know how I know
'Cause I can feel it

You're a fake, baby
No rhyme or reason
'Cause in your mind
It's lyin' season

You're a fake, baby
Fake
Oooh, babe, babe, baby
Fake
Runnin' 'round and runnin' 'round

Fake
Dirty, nasty, low, damn sleezin'
Fake

Fake
Fake
Get the word
Fake
I don't need your sneezin', baby

Fake
Fake
I believe you are
Fake

Fake
Fake

Fake