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 a-music to my ears
If I can't break you Then I'm gonna beat you to a pulp So can the TV rays and take my tonsil gaze Right down your throat
CHORUS: You're standin' too close What the fuck's with you? You ain't my ol' lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper, no need to shout This party's over So get the fuck out
GET THE FUCK OUT!
Well I puke, I stink, bitch get me a drink 'Cause I'm payin' for the room No I ain't buyin (you) breakfast So keep your mouth busy And wrap your lips around my attitude
Take a walk with me with your triple double D's And your forty foot do Why ya walkin' funny? Ya musta spent some time with the boys in the crew
REPEAT CHORUS
(spoken)Ya know what I'm sayin? Fuck you if you can't take a joke, man
BRIDGE: The morning's commin' And this is my bed If I find you here when I wake up The maid is gonna find me dead!