Uncouth — текст песни (Queers, The)

Excuse my French I think I swore
I called your mom a dirty whore
Pardon me I think I farted
Please don`t think that I`m retarded

Mercy me I think I puked
Please don`t let that get you spooked
Just overlook that I`m a mess
While I run my hands up your dress

I`m uncouth (x4)

Holy cow I stole your car
I burned the seats with my cigar
Kiss my ass, I hate your guts
I may be rude, but I`m not nuts

I`m sorry baby but that`s just the way it has to be
When we first fucked
I told you get the hell away from me
With all my stupid bullshit
You haven`t had enough
To get fucked up the ass each night
It must be fucking tough

I`m uncouth (x4)