Payne-George Heard you got an infection Just before your lewd rejection. Wait till the shit hits the fan You couldn't turn him down. Hold your address book above your knees And kiss your soft leg there. He was on top of the pop stars You couldn't turn him down. You were a sweet girl When you were a cheerleader But I think you're much better now. Bought a few reds from your neighbourhood dealer And you passed out in the back of a car. You were too messed up to climb out What if your old man had found out ?