The boys i mean are not refined

No Thanks (1935)

44the boys i mean are not refinedthey go with girls who buck and bitethey do not give a fuck for luckthey hump them thirteen times a night

one hangs a hat upon her titone carves a cross on her behindthey do not give a shit for witthe boys i mean are not refined

they come with girls who bite and buckwho cannot read and cannot writewho laugh like they would fall apartand masturbate with dynamite

the boys i mean are not refinedthey cannot chat of that and thisthey do not give a fart for artthey kill like you would take a piss

they speak whatever’s on their mindthey do whatever’s in their pantsthe boys i mean are not refinedthey shake the mountains when they dance

from No Thanks. (1935)