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So the other day at the Whit(?)There's this guy, I think his name's ParisI guess his parents thought he should be, uh, culturalSo he goes 'is this real butter?'He sticks his finger in it then he goes'Make sure this is real butter, take it back to the cook.'And I said 'of course it's butter motherfucker.'I bring it back, he sticks his finger in it and he goes'Yeah but are you sure it's real butter?'And I go, 'I saw you in the paper the other dayYou know what you are?You're a wife beater!'So I see this article, in the paperI think it's called 'A Woman Hysterical'And yeah, sure as shit, there's his nameSaw him on the freeway, these witnessesUh, beating the shit out of his wifeMr Butter Batter I Can't Believe It's Not Butter MotherfuckerTelling me to check the butter while he's uh, thinking about beating his wifeOH!Those SUVs, SOBsYou know the type?Letras de cancionesThey come in and it's all the sameWell he beats us upHe came back againHe came back one more timeAnd he said, 'oh, you're so special!'And I said, 'I'm special, I'm special, like brass in pocket.'I'll show you brass inI'll show you,I'll show you brass in pocketI'll show you! From Letras Mania