He hates all you women
He's not that calloused
He just knows that you'll hurt him
He thinks the devil has a p**y
So he drinks to forget all about that nasty beak
He's drunk your drunk filthy naked bird he'll f*ck every feather out of you
Leave you in the morning with his sweat seeping from every hole
I think
He gotta piece of you
Everything is a treat for you
I think
You need a piece of you
Everybody wants a piece of you
I know you know who knows better
Anyone anyway
To call you a piece should be a crime
It's a cross to bare handed down through time
You think the devil has a p**y?
So you drink to forget all about that nasty beak
Your drunk he's drunk
Naked ugly duckling feeble little mamas boy
Leave him in the morning with his co*k bent up his a**