When you crawl into my shell Laughed at my jokes They served you well When you crawl out of my shell Stole my jokes They served you well When you crawl into my shell Laughed at my jokes They served you well When you crawl out of my shell Stole my jokes They served you well
Well should I take her back into my shell When I think of what you did my shell ache Stinking buzzard-hands Oh, I left her for dead
Stole my jokes They serves you well
You can’t comeback into my shell I don’t want you back to my shell