Pissin

I didn't notice you there Til I felt your breath on my neck hair Now you put me through my paces You don't know what personal space is And not a soul in the room seems to have your need to share Did you ever stop to wonder Does anybody care? Maybe the ladies are impressed But I don't think so, let's be honest Why don't you give that thing a rest You're just a one-man pissin contest This used to be a nice place And now your d**k is in the mayonnaise How does one vent one's sense of sickness At skull and skin of such vast thickness? Of everybody at the party Your target had to be me I really hate to disappoint you But I ain't got the need 'Cause it's the thing you do the best The kind of fight of which you're fondest You wanna brag, well be my guest You won a solo pissin contest I think by now we know better You can't get blood from a bore We gonna find that stupid s*cker Who let you through the door None of the ladies were impressed Our recollection may be jaundiced We all recall with special zest We saw a solo pissin contest