Lyrics:
I will not pick a fight with youI'd be scared I'd foul it upWhat with one of your armsI could get busted upDon't come around here angryThis is a house of waterYou'll be cold and soaking wet'Ere you leave hereMake a noise, crack a glassI'll hold his arms, you fuck himFuck him with somethingThe fuck - he deserves itStay here while I get a curseTo give him a goat headMake him watch me take his placeNight has brought him something worseLady and I we like to have our timesTonight we spent ourselvesWe ran it dry like sandWe had all there was to spend