Things have gotten messy yay
Playing me like a child who needed his game
I am all partied out so I'll clean the floor with her rag
Nasty bar stars I'll toss my weights right through your poling
Darn now you must clean the stage
Up get baby
Slip on that mop top
Taste the Chlorine bleach
Right up your nose
I said ride up your hose
Straddle your blouse cleaning the stage floor
Say baby now you are done there take it off
I will yeah I will put it on and even go kiss the guys too
So long as you'll still kiss me after work
Tickle me pink, wrinkle me dink
Ether I think is getting to me
Right on gotta go blow
Fuck I'm three points over
I trusted I could drink myself sober
Guys the breathalyzer disagrees
Hell they'll still drive me to where I need to be
Ticking why complain
Shut up my record player is broken anyway