Paloma, you took unfair advantage
Of my emotional insecurity
I was a lonely country pumpkin
And a bumpkin to a lady of notoriety

I said please wait until tomorrow
And I will be a man of substance then
But you laughed and left me feeling hollow
You wrote me a blank cheque with your poison pen

I never did like westerns
I'm reeling from the blow you dealt
Below the belt
And I really felt it, below the belt

Well I hope you're satisfied
Watching me break down and cry
Below the belt

Lately I fumble and I falter
You've altered my outlook on the world it seems
I'm punch drunk
You're such a dirty fighter
You tried to massacre my schoolboy dreams

I never did like bullies
I'm reeling from the blow you dealt
Below the belt
And I really felt it, below the belt