Doorman you got an attitude Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit You'd like nothing more than to break my face No rhythm no reason no colour or race You'd like to throw me out on the street It ain't my fault you can't read You look like a monkey scowling at me Well s** my banana, s** it with cream 'Cause all I wanna do Is get closer to you 'Cause all I wanna do Is make a mess out of you Promotion for you is to stamp my wrist If you're a good boy ya get the guest list Ya don't listen, don't think, no mind of your own Your job is prevention, but you just provoke 'Cause all I wanna do Is get closer to you 'Cause all I wanna do Is make a mess out of you Is make a mess out of you