Swinging little messy stinky girl Call me whatever you will I have a present for you... charity
Take off your shoes if you're going to dance on me But don't grind your pretty heels in my face I have a present for you
Drunk when I got here Drunker as I stayed So I masturbated to your serenade Couldn't see any face Except for that girl I saw in that place Her legs and her cheeks and her ass and her face But I got mine Close up... she kicked me in my face
Laugh at the noises my breaking bones make Cover me up with the milk that you spill I have a present for you... poverty