You think you’re so great,
Just because you’re rich,
Don’t be so cocky,
If not you’ll get into a stitch.

Just because your capacity,
At half a litre,
Is more than me,
Doesn’t mean you’ve a right to take her.

So what if you’ve got a car,
You’d better watch out,
If not I’ll smash it with a crow bar,
Just like Fatal Fury 3: Real Bout.

I won’t forgive what you did,
You despicable monster,
Since she was my greatest need,
You’ll rot in hell, you fagger.

Heck no way,
You ding dong bell,
Am I going to let you spoil my day,
But oh well, what the hell.