The sweat on your lips is the rest of your smack Your breath starts to skip as your neck turns to slack Lay down my chubby princess before you get some rest Cause tonight she's gonna put your crummy mattress to the test And they say not so many strawberries grow in the sea Cause it's too late for changes in my family And all the phoney princes still hate my guts so much Cause I just don't believe in bad news before lunch And if I went back to that whorehouse tonight Do you think I'd find a reason for a princess not to bite For those of us folks that good health does not bless The best news for us is the end of our death Lay down my chubby princess before you get some rest Cause tonight she's gonna put your crummy mattress to the test And if I went back to that whorehouse tonight Do you think I'd find a reason for a princess not to bite My cock