Okay, go then!  Oh, sold enough, but I smell the stink,  Of the money, of the weakness that you can`t conceive  And the polls of your will love your vanity, you believe    Oh, all the rust will corrupt your fight,  `Cos your belly does an echo like the tinted blight,  So the petite the baby blows you away in 4play, 4play  I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah [X3]    Oh, look at me I love gleefully, `cos my teeth are full of women,  They shine endlessly at the foolish attempt to be reverent  All again, again    Oh, hard enough are your muscles` depth,   `Cos your smelly little belly filled with contraband  See the walls, smash the pot and aggressive fuzz  How I laugh, laugh  I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah [X3]    I, I, I, I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah  I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah