I don't know what you want
You and your silly stomp
You shake your back for me

Then wish that you were dead
And every single time
You blow your silly mind

With more laughing glue
I don't know who you are
I don't see any proof

You got a filthy trick
Then get a filthy dick
And every time you wait

You have to !@(#
Oh, you know it well
Wait, don't stop!


And now I'm done with this
And it's so viscious

You criticize my view
Then criticize my 'tude
But there's just one thing

That I'm interested in,
Oh, what's into you!