Cruisin’ For a Contusion lyrics

Pull over, motherf*cker!
I’m beyond irate!
You’ve been driving 25
And now I’m f*ckin' late!
I punched my roof
Turned my fists black and blue
I bit my steering wheel
Till I broke a f*ckin’ tooth

I just wanted to see
What this as*h*le looks like
He looks like an as*h*le
So I was f*ckin' right!

Oh, you’re
Cruisin’ for a contusion!
Cruisin’ for a contusion!
Cruisin’ for a contusion!
Cruisin’ for a contusion!

I've been staring at the pile
Of disgusting Beanie Babies in your back window
Fantasizing 'bout tearin' them Beanie b*tches to shreds
...You're f*ckin' dead!
I walk up to your car
Chewing broken glass
I see your b*tch is embarrassed;
I tell her to relax…
I just wanted to see
What this as*h*le looks like
Hе looks like an as*h*le
So I was f*ckin' right!

Oh, you’re
Cruisin’ for a contusion!
Cruisin’ for a contusion!
Cruisin’ for a contusion!
Cruisin’ for a contusion!

Abracadabra! You wanna see a trick?
Your b*tch is in my car, suckin’ thе mayor’s di*k!