Post by ::..::FoX::..:: on Oct 22, 2004 16:25:10 GMT -5
Keep your limp wrist to yourself
Unless you want it in the mail
Don't think I won't put you through Hell
Come on, talk to me as if you were a man
Uncross your knees and get up and stand
Face to face, toe to toe
But anything else and I'll blow you a hole
Not with my mouth, but rather with a gun
Now we are talking about my kind of fun
So do your blowing and I'll do mine
And in the end we'll see which one is still alive
Unless you want it in the mail
Don't think I won't put you through Hell
Come on, talk to me as if you were a man
Uncross your knees and get up and stand
Face to face, toe to toe
But anything else and I'll blow you a hole
Not with my mouth, but rather with a gun
Now we are talking about my kind of fun
So do your blowing and I'll do mine
And in the end we'll see which one is still alive
