Skid Row - Get the f** Out (live) lyrics

Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say that I wanna hear The sound of the door slammin' your a** 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 f**'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 f** out Get the f** out! Well, I puke, I stink, b**h, 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 f**'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 f** out Get the f** 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 f**'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 f** out! Get the f** out! Get the f** out!