I'm just a s*ut and a slag and a chick Who apparently wants to s** your dick I'm not sure where you got that from Known you for ten seconds too long Started from when I was a little kid Mom prayed that I wouldn't grow big tits Cause if I did, I'd be every man's b**h Yum, yum, love, lap, lap, lick, lick Nice legs, cross the street to avoid it Nice hair, cross your [?] Nice skirt, cross your legs or they'll see it Nice walk, cross that off of the dream list There's one thing I don't seem to get You're shocked by my tits, but your mom's got breasts And so does your sister and probs the mister And I don't think you'd want them to kiss you Don't f**ing touch me Don't f**ing touch me Don't f**ing touch me
I was born in the nineties Don't f**ing touch me Don't f**ing touch me Don't f**ing touch me I was born in the nineties Oi, b**h you look so fine Jump in and come round mine No thanks, babe, I'm alright Don't really want to be with you tonight How dare you try to say no When I can see your tits from down the row How dare you try to go When I can see your a** from [?] Well I can see your chest hair from [?] Bridge And I think you might be an a**hole a smidge Don't call me b**h if you want to get a kiss That's now how you pick up a lady is it? Why don't you stop looking for skin And accept that him equals her equals him If you want to get my respect at all Then shut your mouth and don't catcall