Hey, that cunt's not breathing

I think she had too much of something or other

Hey, man, you know what I mean

I don't mean to scare you

But you're the one who came here

And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave

I'm not being smart or trying to be pulling my part

And I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve

But you know people get emotional

And sometimes they just don't act rational

They think they're just on TV - sha la la la, man

Why don't you just slip her away

You know. I'm glad that we met man

It was really nice talking

And I really wish there was a little more time to speak

But you know it could be a hassle

Trying to explain myself to a police officer

About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed

And it's not like we could help

But there's nothing no one could do

And if there was, man, you know I would have been the first

Only, someone turns that blue

Well, it's a universal truth

And you just know: That bitch will never fuck again

By the way, that's really some bad shit

That you came to our place with

But you ought be more careful round the little girls

It's either the best or it's the worst

Since I don't have to choose, I guess I won't

And I know, This is no way to treat a guest

But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet

And just lay her out in the darkest street

And by morning, she's just another hit and run



You know, some people got no choice

And they can never even find a voice

To talk with that they can even call their own

So the first thing, that they see

That allows them the right to be

Why, they follow it

You know, it's called bad luck