Punk Ass Bitch

She wriggles and she wraggles, she jiggles and she jaggles You stand and watch her pa*s by, your line of vision a*s-eye You think that 'cause she smiles, that you turn all her dials But you don't see them later, while in the elevator You nag her and you swagger, you think you're gonna shag her A man about the town-a, get funky, let's get down-a Machismo and machasma, it turns into miasma But you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch You open up your mouth-a, amazed at what comes out-a It's just a testimony that you're full of bologna, that you're a stupid Shit a*s, a meat head, Guido, pa*s-gas That you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch You know you want to spangle, but you can't seem to angle One gives you attitude-a, your reason to be rude-a You think that 'cause she smiles, that you turn all her dials But you don't see them later, while in the elevator You nag her and you swagger, you think you're gonna shag her A man about the town-a, get funky, let's get down-a Machismo and machasma, it turns into miasma But you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension You open up your mouth-a, amazed at what comes out-a It's just a testimony, that you're full of bologna, that you're a stupid Shit a*s, a meat head, Guido, pa*s gas But you have got no cla*s, no style, no social skills, no comprehension I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch I can't deal with this idiot, yeah I must admit that he's a punk a*s bitch