Songwriter: Andrew Borger Daru Oda Norah Jones

Don't touch me
Don't play me
Oh my little sister
Your breath is
Offensive
When you open your mouth

I'm not lonely
I just wanted a drink
You don't need to understand

You're durty
Not sturdy
Don't you puke on my dress
Lay off me
I'm outta here
I don't want your number

I told you not to touch me
But I'll say it again
I guess you want to lose your eye
Yai! Yai! Yai! Yai!

'Cause I got neck
You will bleed
Ohhhhhhhh!

I told you
I'm surly
Now go pick up your eye
Now go pick up your eye
Now I'll take that drink
Thanks... money boy!