No More Coquettish Look On Your Face Not So Much Pretty, But Your In Your Place Hide Behind Your Man, Don't Dare To Think For You Keep Your Claws Off Me As I Walk On Through, Walk On Through Dont You Glare Im Not The Kind Of Girl Who Would Just Pull On Your Hair I Won't Be Through Til Your Blue Just Us Two , Whatcha Gunna Do?
(Chorus) Damn Man Come On And Sell Your Seconds No One Can Make Ya Make Ya Break Ya Anyway, Anyway, Anyway I'll Make Ya, They'll Crown Me
Never Used To Harm No One No Matter What The Reason Now You Dug Your Grave And It's Bitch Hunting Season Smiling Madly Honey When I See Your Around Biding My Time Before I Get You On The Ground Its Not My Plan To Steal Your Man Its A Pitiful Sight Thats Hard To Stand I Guess I Dont Get A Clue So Step Your Ass Aside And Let Me Walk On Fucking Through