With the wit of a gnat
And your tit for tat
Well, I'm sick of that
You little dingbat
You little dingbat

Well, it's not too deep and it's not too shallow
There's just enough room for me to wallow, wallow

Oh my God
He grabbed my tit
Did you give him a slap?
'Cause he was lit
Did you slap him back?
Slap

Well, we used to have such a great friendship
But now I'm sittin' on the battleship, the battleship

With the wit of a gnat
And your tit for tat
Well, I'm sick of that
You little dingbat
You little dingbat

Yeah, it's not too deep and it's not too shallow
There's just enough room for me to wallow, wallow
Yeah, you can't finish, but you can dish out the shit
And you can tie a knot and it held 'til you will fall
Maybe a little more than you thought
Maybe a little more than you thought

Yeah, you can't finish, but you can dish out the shit
And you can tie a knot and it held 'til you will fall
Maybe a little more than you thought
I used to think about thoughts
And I thought that you might think
But you ran the table and you scratched on the eight
You ran the table and you scratched on the eight

You sank my battleship