Get the Fuck Out (live)

Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say that I wanna hear The sound of the door slammin' your ass out is music to my ears If I can't beat you, then I'm gonna beat you to a pulp So can the TV rays and take my tonsil glaze right down your throat You're standin' too close, what the fuck's with you? You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo Well, no need to whimper And no need to shout This party's over, so get the fuck out Get the fuck out! Well, I puke, I stink, bitch, give me a drink 'cuz I'm payin' for the room I ain't buying you breakfast, so keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips all around my attitude Take a walk with me with your triple double D's and your 40-foot do Why you walkin' funny? You must have spent some time with the boys in the crew You're standin' too close, what the fuck's with you? You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo Well, no need to whimper No need to shout This party's over, so get the fuck out Get the fuck out! The morning's comin' and this is my bed If I find you here when I wake up The maid is gonna find me dead You're standin' too close, what the fuck's with you? You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo Well, no need to whimper And no need to shout This party's over Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out!