Con Art Lyrics

When I catch the man
that took my peace of mind
I'm gonna teach him
what being nuts is all about
One by one I'll pull out his teeth
And then I'll make him laugh
They don't call me a con artist for no reason
I don't say "non chevalier" to just anyone
They don't call me the queen bee for no reason
I don't say "get your hands off me" to just anyone
When I find the man
that stole my thunder and clothes
I'm gonna show him
what being bad is all about
If you're such a bad a**
Why haven't I seen any blood?

They don't call me a con artist for no reason
I don't say "non chevalier" to just anyone
They don't call me the queen bee for no reason
I don't say "get your hands off me" to just anyone
If you're such a
(such a bad a**)
Why haven't I
(haven't I)
seen any blood?