Lyrics:

A Youâ´ve Been Makinâ´ Your Brags Around Town
that Youâ´ve Been A Lovinâ´ My Man
but The Man I Love, When He Picks Up Trash
he Puts It In A Garbage Can
and Thatâ´s What A You Look Like To Me
and What I Seeâ´s A Pity
close Your Face And Stay Outta My Way
if Ya Donâ´t Wanna Go To Fist City

if Ya Donâ´t Wanna Go To Fist City
ya Better Detour Around My Town
â´cause Iâ´ll Grab You By The Hair A The Head
and Iâ´ll Lift A You Off A The Ground

iâ´m Not A Sayinâ´ My Babyâ´s A Saint ´cause He Ainâ´t
nâ´ That He Wonâ´t Cat Around With A Kitty
iâ´m Here To Tell Ya Gal To Lay Offa My Man
if Ya Donâ´t Wanna Go To Fist City

come On And Tell Me What You Told My Friends
if You Think Youâ´re Brave Enough
and Iâ´ll Show You What A Real Woman Is
since You Think Youâ´re Hot Stuff
youâ´ll Bite Off More Than You Can Chew
if You Get To Cute Or Witty
you Better Move Your Feet
if You Donâ´t Wanna Eat
a Meal Thatâ´s Called Fist City

if You Donâ´t Wanna Go To Fist City
you Better Detour Around My Town
â´cause Iâ´ll Grab You By The Hair A The Head
and Iâ´ll Lift You Offa The Ground

iâ´m Not A Sayinâ´ My Babyâ´s A Saint ´cause He Ainâ´t
nâ´ That He Wonâ´t Cat Around With A Kitty
iâ´m Here To Tell Ya Gal To Lay Offa My Man
if Ya Donâ´t Wanna Go To Fist City
iâ´m Here To Tell Ya Gal To Lay Offa My Man
if Ya Donâ´t Wanna Go To Fist City