>First I was afraid I was petrified
>At the ugly slapper that was lying by my side
>I would've drunk a little less,
>I would've tried to keep my head.
>If I'd known for just one second you'd
>Assault me in your bed.
>I tried to go, walk out the door
>But you've been sitting on my legs and
>I Can't feel them anymore
>And now you're sitting on my face,
>my nose has vanished - not a trace,
>I only hope that you're big knickers aren't
>Made of liquorice lace
>I want to go, I've got to leave
>Before your fat and naked body makes me want to heave
>Only hope that no one saw me walking home
>With such a slut.
>God the things that you get up to
>when you're half cut.
>Please let me go, I'm getting scared
>There's nothing I can do to stop those ugly
>Breasts from being bared.
>I think that I must have been mad, God what
>Made me want to court her?
>With **** that look like Tesco bags I've just
>Filled up with water
>It's time to go, run out the door
>She's started hinting she wants sex on her
>Dirty lino floor
>I don't think there's anything worse
>Than the al-co-hol-ics curse.