You say you want a little more Here are your walking shoes You talk about the give and get How ‘bout the win and lose? Given a choice to k** or be k**ed Be k**ed Be k**ed Be k**ed I guess I'll have to pretty my face And hang out in the market of love Go find something that's delicate and rare That wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole Given a choice to k** or be k**ed Be k**ed Be k**ed Be k**ed Why always the losing side of town Coupled with a lack of self-control? Love can send you crumbling to the ground So you have to let it go Given a choice to k** or be k**ed Be k**ed Be k**ed Be k**ed