Take What I Want

Verse 1:



Call me the extrovert pervert dishing the dirt

Always alert for a skinny flirt spinning in her miniskirt -

Dirtily, yes I take what I want bruv certainly

But it’s hurtin me

That I might roam home alone when it stones me

I still gotta bury my bone in a poor mans clone of

Let’s say Rachel Stevens

Even still that’s a huge achievement

You’re all in agreement but not your mum

Cos her opinion’s stickin’ out like sore thumbs

Never outdone she moans as I lower my tone

To the well known zone of misogyny

I have an itch like I wanna grab a bitch

So I take what I want like I'm Roman Abramovich

Any which way but loose in truth

There’s never an excuse when you’re pullin a moose



Chorus:



I’ll take (take) what (what) I want (whatever I want)

I’m a bad go getter yeah

I’ll take your pride maybe even your virginity

It’s your own fault ñ love you shouldn’t grin at me



Verse 2:



She sittin in the shop window grinning back at me

Her mouth don’t move so she only shows apathy

Plus, she don’t have a bloke who’ll wanna batter me

She only needs air, the last one required batteries

Make the purchase, hide her in my jacket,

We’ll be at it like a couple of rabbits once the packets gone

Now its on, the best thing she don’t make a racket

So we can do it even when my Nan’s next door

Second best aint the route to pleasure

Don’t accept it if she gets clever

Loses air cos she cant take pressure

Pop her with a needle if she don’t measure

I never stress like Mayday, mayday

Buy the other brand when it’s Friday payday

Yes mate get me a playmate

Much in the same way as George Best back in his hey day



Chorus:



I’ll take (take) what (what) I want (whatever I want)

I’m a bad go getter yeah

I’ll take your pride maybe even your virginity

It’s your own fault ñ love you shouldn’t grin at me



Bridge:



Ok I like real women but they never wanna give it up

Even when they finally do by then I’ve given up

Wait so long that I don’t really give a fuck

A little tip son you might wanna pick it up

See the honey in the street son pick her up

Take her home as the night starts pickin up

Wont need a rubber when your little man’s up

Cos she wont have a virus you don’t want pickin up



Verse 3:



This aint cheap sex its something fresher

One off payment for Luscious Luretta

Fellas lets get your shit together

Blow up ladies are getting better

She never tells you its too late,

Says shes got a headache, starts yawning

Conversations never get boring, she cant speak

Easy to store and dirt cheap

Try telling me that aint deep







Chorus:



I’ll take (take) what (what) I want (whatever I want)

I’m a bad go getter yeah

I’ll take your digits maybe even your virginity

It’s your own fault ñ love you shouldn’t grin at me