Lyrics
My song's got girls, on both sides of town
You call my song and you know he's down
It doesn't matter if he's got to use the backdoor
My names Hells Wells and my song's a whore
My song will lick you if there is money involved
You can bind him up and fuck him, if it brings you resolve
My songs got sticky fingers, always hunting for more
My names Hells Wells and my song's a whore
Something we can all enjoy
Fun for every girl and boy
Don't tell me, what to think
Don't tell me, what to do
Don't tell me, how to talk
I don't do it to you
My song's got an appetite for all shapes and sizes
Verse, chorus, bridge, chorus, verse
You can totally re-write him
Bend him, stick him, poke him, tell him dirty lies
My song's got shit for brains, and cash for eyes
Something we can all enjoy
Fun for every girl and boy
Don't tell me, what to think
Don't tell me, what to do
Don't tell me, how to talk
I don't do it to you
Welles 
