Tekster: Beltones (The). Cheap Trinkets. Shitty In Pink.

You think you're really something, think you're the cat's meow.
You're just the forty-sixth plastic bitch on this side of town.
You think you got what I need, baby I don't need a thing.
Yeah I was breakin' hearts before I could walk, girl I'm the fucking king.

Acting like you want a puppy dog, some chump to yank around on a chain.
Well I cut all the ties that bound and now it's Daddy's turn to play.
So truck your cute little ass a couple stools over,
got some drinkin' to get done.
I ain't no little puppy I'm the alpha wolf, the devil's only begotten son yeah

Go dance around the playground, find yourself another fool.
I'm gonna knock a few back with the pack and shoot a little pool.
Whenever I see your face, I lose the taste to drink.
You think your shit ain't stinky but baby the truth is you're just shitty, shitty in pink.

Acting like you want a puppy dog, some chump to yank around on a chain.
Well I cut all the ties that bound and now it's Daddy's turn to play.
So truck your cute little ass a couple stools over, got some drinkin' to get done.
I ain't no little puppy I'm the alpha wolf, the devil's only begotten son yeah

You're shitty, so shitty...