But you're so funny and I kinda like your band
I could've killed you in so many different ways
But they're just rich kids, yes, all in a fucking mess
Oh, my dearest, won't you let us
I tried to kiss her but she's looking pretty rough and
Ella said, "You'd gladly give us
I met her, there on the backseat
You know I'll break your fingers then I'll break yer toes
He got a pure white tan, yes, he's my every man
Don't make me sink my teeth into yer bloody nose
They think they're mental 'cause they've tried harder stuff
I hate these cunts from London they don't try enough
Is this a bam up? Oh, 'cause this is sick you know
You know, my dealer takes me everywhere he goes
I met her, there on the backseat
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, on the backseat
He said, "You've been stealing my best moves now for days"
Be my nearest don't forget us lye, la, la, lye?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, on the backseat
