I am calm
Mild and meek
I often do
Avoid to speak

But my mouth says
The words she likes
I play the game
She decides

"Never ask at all time
Keep it disguised
Let no one know"

Tell me, who gave you
 [bad word] 
You never made no promise, boy

Inside I'm not
The way she thinks
She doesn't know
About my salty drinks

But I won't tell
It just never fits
I'd rather swell
Than ask for it

Far underneath
My belly screams
But a mouth curb
Allays, it seems

The circumstances
Dictatorship
I cannot change
Guess I deserve the whip