You're not passing thru Well who the fuck are you I'm off stage Don't have a lot to stay But the party starts anyway We get into a fight About a show tonight It's easy to ruin my day Oh no knocking on the door And she's got a lot to say You end up in our dressing room You fill us up with crap This shit won't go away Oh no someone's at the door I have never seen you before You say you're on the guestlist You gotta get thru Well who the fuck are you Another day Another gig to play I gotta to get away I'm in the dressing room People having fun That's about to change Oh no knocking on the door I've never meet you before You come into our dressing room You talk a lot of shit Can't take it no more Oh no someone's at the door I have never seen you before You say you're on the guestlist You gotta get thru Well who the fuck are you Oh no someone's at the door I have never seen you before You say you're on the guestlist You gotta get thru Well who the fuck are you Who the hell are you Who the fuck are you Oooh Oh no someone's at the door I have never seen you before You say you're on the guestlist You gotta get thru Well who the fuck are you Oh no someone's at the door I have never seen you before You say you're on the guestlist You gotta get thru Well who the fuck are you Who the hell are you Who the fuck are you Who the hell are you