This guy comes into the restaurant   I guess his name was like Paris   So I bet his parents thought he should be all cultural   So he goes is this real butter?   He sticks his finger in it and goes make sure this is real butter take it back to the cook      I said of-course it's butter you mother fucker   So I bring it back he sticks his finger in it and he goes   Oh, I Can Not Believe It's Real Butter   And I go I saw you in the paper the other day   You know what you are?   You're a wife beater      So I see this article in the paper   I think it's called the North Easter   And there sure as shit there's his name   Saw him on the freeway   These witnesses beating the shit out of his wife   Mister butter batter I can't believe it's butter mother fucker   Telling me to check the butter   While he's thinking about beating his wife      Thos SUV SOB's you know the type   They come in and it's all the same   Making new stuff up...   He came back again   He came back one more time   And he said oh you're so special   And I said I'm special, I'm special   Got brass in pocket   I'll show you brass in pocket   I'll show you   I'll show you brass   I'll show you