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 b**ch 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 sl*ts 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 f**king eyes F B F Open up your ey...e...s 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!!!