I can't call a cab, cause you're cutting
my ear of, can't call a cab, and it hurt so
bad in my head, in your bed, oh you're
cutting it all of, could have warned me
then I'd kept my mouth shut

You don't know how to act
and how to treat a lady
Not impressed

In my head, in your bed
Oh, I liked that tart
I'm feeling kind of fuzzy
if you're good, I'll call you daddy

She had [bad word] Was for all to see
Keeping it from her
Wanted two to be three
That's right

It's all for free
Not me

Oh, you got to get it on
You will never get out
of the chapel of love
I got to get in it
You will never admit that the punishment
should fit the crime, oh, you silly woman
Give me your coat
Cotton won't protect thee

Don't you think it's kind [bad word] expecting anything from me

In my head, in that bed
Gee, how happy I'd be
Got a high attraction
for girls who's into action
But you babe, you're too much for me
We're not on the same page, are we
You're a bad and mad woman
Pay for salvation