Makeup on the bedroom floor,
Dirty washing in a pile
I gave up clearing after her,
It's just not worth my while.
And what is that you're wearing?
It's my brand new bloody skirt
You can take it off right now my lass,
And get rid of that smirk!
So you've looked all through my wardrobes,
And what else have you stolen?
And I suppose you've nicked my tights again,
Now that yours are full of holes
I thought I smelt my perfume,
You've got a bloody cheek
And I bet you've used my hairspray,
You know, the one I bought last
week
You're always taking liberties,
You don't even ask to borrow
Whatever you have nicked tonight,
You can give me back tomorrow,
Well this is the very last time,
You can go and ask your geeza
And in future will you please grow up,
You're supposed to be my sista!!!
