Fist City - The Little Willies

You’ve been makin' your brags 'round town

That you’ve been lovin' my man

But the man I love when he picks up trash

He puts it in a garbage can

And that’s what you look like to me

And what I feel is a pity

You’d better close your face and stay out of my way

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City

You’d better detour 'round my town

Cause I’ll grab you by the hair of the head

And I’ll lift you off the ground

I’m not a sayin' my baby’s a saint cause he ain’t

And that he won’t cat around with a kitty

I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City

Come on and tell me what you told my friends

If you think you’re brave enough

And I’ll show you what a real woman is

Since you think you’re hot stuff

You’ll bite off more than you can chew

If you get too cute or witty

You better move your feet if you don’t wanna eat

A meal that’s called Fist City

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City

You’d better detour 'round my town

Cause I’ll grab you by the hair of the head

And I’ll lift you off the ground

I’m not a sayin' my baby’s a saint cause he ain’t

And that he won’t cat around with a kitty

I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City

I’m not a sayin' my baby’s a saint cause he ain’t

And that he won’t cat around with a kitty

I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City

I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man

If you don’t wanna go to Fist City