(Rob Affuso/Rachel Bolan/Scotti Hill)



Zoned out afternoon

Let's catch "who's on top of who"

Tell it like it is

'Cause it isn't anyway



Much to my surprise

I caught it right between the thighs

My sweet little sister

Was layin' me away



My jaw dropped dead to the table

She put my cool in shock

Crack kills and blood spills baby

But psychos, dykes and transvestites

Are on the choppin' block



CHORUS

Oh no-I saw my baby on the creepshow

Out on-spillin' my guts on t the news

Oh no-I caught my woman on the creepshow

Hit me with a shovel 'cause I can't believe that I dug you



She filled my boots with lead

Was it something that I said

A picture paints a thousand ugly words



Baby's acting tough

check out my fisticuffs

That's just what she deserves



I can't flip from e station

Can't unplug what's done

Her six-foot-deep temptation

She nicked my shin, and then kicked me in,

And then she buried me for fun



CHORUS



My jaw dropped dead to the table

She put my cool in shock

Crack kills and blood spills baby

But psychos, dykes and transvestites

Are on the choppin' block

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