You are drunk and surly
In Latino lover mode
We all know what's on your agenda
We've
broken the code
I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
She's not my
possession
You coconut.
Get your hands off my woman motherfarmer
Get your hands
off my woman motherfarmer
Octoped, you've got six hands too many
And you can't keep
them to yourself
You're too fat and too old to marry
So they left you on the
shelf
I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
But you soiled my
obsession
You coconut.
Get your hands off my woman motherfarmer
Get your hands
off my woman motherfarmer
Get your hands off my woman motherfarmer
Get your hands off my
woman motherfarmer
Ow!
Get your hands off my woman motherfarmer
Get your hands off my
woman motherfarmer
