Got a shopping list on my arm I´ve got the underwear lost in my class I´ve got a fake ass boutonnière I´ve got a Japanese smiling disease
And you don´t want to fuck with me No, you don´t want to fuck with me
I´ve got an angel dying on my shoulder I´ve got the devil dancing in my heart I´ve got a kitten sucking baby´s breath I´ve got a set of really fucked up teeth, no, no, no
You don´t want to fuck with me No, you don´t want to fuck with me You don´t want to fuck with me No, you don´t want to fuck with me
I´ve got a pint of orange juice One half of which goes to my brass monkey The other half is going to our beloved Pope John Paul, no, no, no, no
You don´t want to fuck with me No, you don´t want to fuck with me How dare you try and fuck with me No, you don´t want to fuck with me