you're a chronic pest
you don't know what you're talking about
but you cause such a horrible stink when you open your mouth
and you couldn't be any more wrong
and you're not gonna last too long
if you don't wise up'cause
you're just about to get the gong
get off my back
every normal man must be tempted, at times,
to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag,
and begin slitting throats.
If I could only come up to yo' job and shout, "Where's my bitch?"
Kick your boss in his ribs and tell him, "Fuck you! She quit!"
I'll sweep your off your feet with a box of chocolates
But watch it 'cause it's really balled-up hog shit!
I reach for your feet, or something that I could rope up
Tie to you to a motorcycle, start jumpin' ramps, doin' donuts
I'll take you climbin' to the mountaintop
Trip you and watch you drop from rock to rock
Don't get stuck on the things they say, now you know it's a nasty world
Tryin to get with ya anyway cause I know you're a nasty girl
We ain't never gon' discriminate so let me compliment your size
Oooh oohh oooooooh oooooh