I went to you, a woman-man A courageous friend, I thought But turned out so wrong was I When we were up against the wall
He had chicken-liver balls He had chicken-liver spleen He had chicken-liver heart Made of chicken-liver parts Lily-livered little parts Lily-livered little parts
Prematurely going bald Any passion long gone cold But I wanted to explore the Damp alley ways of his soul All the times he tried to help He spit in my face and laughed That woman-man, I want his fucking ass I want his fucking ass I want your fucking ass
My friend-itey, he's looking likey Crammed in a taxi, I see you too clearly Suckin' on a little pea, suckin' on a little pea My my, a little toy He's just a mommy's boy Where's your liver, where's your heart? Where's all your woman parts? Now it's my turn to laugh
You stick it up your fuckin' ass You stick it up your fuckin' ass You stick it up your fuckin' ass You stick it up your fuckin' assTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.