"His fist is big but my gun's bigger He'll find out when I pull the trigger I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun Wait by the door and light a cigarette He wants a fight well now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet Slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man? I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of Gun powder and gun powder and lead"