OOC
[Transcribed from a fourth-generation bootleg.]
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
All the world is waiting on you,
For they fear your PMS,
And if anyone might,
Say your top's too tight,
Then you'll beat them black and blue!
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
Now the crims they run from you,
'cause they know what you might do.
With whip and heels,
Ignoring their appeals,
Think their white lies are the truth?
Bitterwoman!
Stay the hell away from
Bitterwoman!
We all quake when you are stressed,
And are quite happy to attest,
You're a sight to behold,
When you begin to scold,
Stop the brawls,
You own their [static]!
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
Why are you so bitter?
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
All the world is waiting on you,
For they fear your PMS,
And if anyone might,
Say your top's too tight,
Then you'll beat them black and blue!
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
Now the crims they run from you,
'cause they know what you might do.
With whip and heels,
Ignoring their appeals,
Think their white lies are the truth?
Bitterwoman!
Stay the hell away from
Bitterwoman!
We all quake when you are stressed,
And are quite happy to attest,
You're a sight to behold,
When you begin to scold,
Stop the brawls,
You own their [static]!
Bitterwoman!
Bitterwoman!
Why are you so bitter?
Bitterwoman!