I'm goin home gonna load my
shotgun,
wait by the door and light a cigerette,
If he wants a fight well now
he's got one,
and he aint seen me crazy yet,
He slapped my face and he shook me
like a ragdoll,
Don't that sound like a real man,
I'm going to show him what
little girls are made of,
gunpowder and lead.