Man, she punched me like a dude Hold your mad hands, I cried 'Tis a pity she was a whore Tis my curse I suppose That was patrol That was patrol This is the war Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock Smote the mistress, drifting on 'Tis a pity she was a whore She's stole my purse with rattling speed That was patrol This is the war 'Tis a pity she was a whore Man, she punched me like a dude Hold your mad hands, I cried 'Tis a pity she was a whore 'Tis my fate I suppose (For) that was patrol That was patrol 'Tis a pity she was a whore 'Tis a pity she was a whore