Tha Dogg Pound - You're Jus a B.I.T.C.H. lyrics

Here I am, hardly breathing in at all

I cough when I can and that's about all

I am this man and though I turn the tape

To a happier song, my face can't find a smile

because it's been looking too long

You arrive like a locust swarn

You devastated me and now when you leave the room

My heart, head, hands and all forms

go from red hot blood to bone dry and lukewarm

You're the sticks and stones, girl

You're the fire and flames

I might be half-dead and half-born girl

but whales start singing when I hear your name.

I'm heaped with hate like acid rain, nothing can

restrain the loathing and disgust I have and

there is no one I distrust more than the happy

whores who buy and trade, crawling on all fours

backwards into holes and fires that wealth and

self-congratulations made

You're the sticks and stones, girl

You're the fire and flames

you're the punishment, the pleasure

the employment and the leisure

You're the sweet conversation and the cutting names

Heart, head, hands and all forms

went from red hot blood to bone dry and lukewarn

Whales stopped singng and the ships were bringing in

Toadstools and moss instead of sugarbeet and corn

And all the girls in the world were distorted and deformed

when the first leech was let loose

and my jealousy was born.

You're the sticks and stones girl

You're the fire and flames