Fist City

You've been makin' your brags around town

That you've been a-lovin' my man

But the man I love, when he picks up trash

He puts it in a garbage can

And that's what you look like to me

And what I see's a pity

You better close your face and stay outta my way

If you don't wanna go to fist city

If you don't wanna go to fist city

You better detour around my town

'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair of the head

And I'll lift off of the ground

I'm not a-sayin' my baby's a saint

'Cause he ain't and that he won't cat around with a kitty

I'm here to tell you, gal, to lay off of my man

If you don't want to go to fist city

Come on and tell me what you told my friends

If you think you're brave enough

And I'll show you what a real woman is

Since you think you're hot stuff

You'll bite off more than you can chew

If you get to cute or witty

You better move your feet

If you don't wanna eat

A meal that's called fist city

If you don't wanna go to fist city

You better detour around my town

'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair of the head

And I'll lift off of the ground

I'm not a-sayin' my baby's a saint

'Cause he ain't and that he won't cat around with a kitty

I'm here to tell you, gal, to lay off of my man

If you don't want to go to fist city

I'm here to tell you, gal, to lay off of my man

If you don't wanna go to fist city