Your jokes ain't funny
And there's nothin' you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door
Slammin' your ass out
Is music to my earsIf I can't beat you then
I'm gonna beat you
To a pulp
So can the TV rays
And take my tonsil glaze
Right down your throatYou're standin' too close what the fuck's with you,
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over, so get the fuck outGet the fuck out!!!Well I puke, I stink bitch get me a drink
'Cause I'm payin' for the room
I ain't buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips
All around my attitudeTake a walk with me with your triple double D's
And 40-foot do
Why you walkin' funny you must have spent some time
With the boys in the crewYou're standin' too close what the fuck's with you,
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over, so get the fuck outGet the fuck out!!!The morning's comin' and this is my bed
If I find you here when I wake up
The maid is gonna find me dead
You're standin' too close what the fuck's with you,
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's overGet the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Composição: Dave The Snake Sabo / Rachel Bolan / Sebastian Bach.
