Gene Dolce & Gabbana Or Nowt
As a lad I was weak
I was humble and meek
But I ventured to seek
Something better
For the shoes I desired
The shop staff they required
A full knowledge of style
Won't you serve me
You didn't see the storm arriving
And you weren't prepared for my dark surprises
Oh I've got something stored
Give me the chance
And I'll batter them down
Burn the lot to the ground
Love's so useless
When you're talking about
The shop staff with the clout
Dolce, gabbana or nowt
Won't you serve me
