I've got a song I've got a song I've got a song that'll get on your nerves
Get on your nerves get on your nerves I've got a song that'll get on get on your nerves
Get the banthids out for the hearse Yeah the criminals are running round town
Bucking up the worst they in a crown If you wanna have a bird in your band
She's the kind of man that stands on the crowd She's a lover in a biscuit
Getting minted with the rhythm If you've got a song that'll hurt her
Make her look like a boy yeah Throw it in the little pigeon of the dollar
In the man man man man Dripping on her collar never getting off the dollar
Da-da-da-da-da-da I can't breathe
Step it up like a dollar Got your sisters trying to trip up mum's door
Nobody's gonna do it like that She's a f*cking whore
She thinks that she's mint But with that she's got a level
I want her to have my hand And just walk around my f*cking f*cking tan
I think that I'm a criminal Getting out the words on my biscuit
Looking so good they're my business Rubbing it rubbing it
I got a song
I got a song that'll get on your nerves Get on your nerves get on your nerves
I got I got I got I got I got a song On you nerves
I got a song
I got a song that'll rhythm when you make it quick
So come and live with it
Are you ready to hear it
I got a song
I got a song