Chorus
You lousy rotten bastard,
You hate-full hairy git,
You've gone and done a job on me,
And you don't give a shit!
You flirt with all my girlfriends,
And then you fart in bed.
Your manners are disgusting,
I could kick you in the head.
The children have been talking,
And they think you're quite mad
I don't hide the truth from them,
I tell them your plain bad.
Chorus...
You promised love and roses,
You promised me the best.
And now you've shown your true colours,
By shitting in our nest.
Well now things are changing,
I have finally seen the light.
I'm leaving with the Milkman,
You' re such an ugly sight.
You're a lousy rotten bastard,
A hateful hairy git.
I've gone and done a job on you,
and I don't give a shit.
Jacqueline Hilary Bridle