Billy Goat

Trace me so gently with your q tip pen

Put me with your floss my fair weather friend

You live at the junction where all the people flow

So I'm not the only one with a hand that shows

With nothing rough she's 300 an hour

And she won't let on that you're under her power

Men who only share if they get a cut

Under threat of violence case open and shut

You got me knocked down by a billygoat

She'll be fired if she can't write a suicide note