The First

Riding saddle side

Stolen body sock

You can crack the whip

Have your soul in hock

Seven samurai

Encrusted ornament

Paper scissors rock

Why can't you take a hint?

Bow down to me

Bow down yeah baby baby

Water on the brain

Dripping down your thighs

It's quite a waterfall 

A sight for sorry eyes

Refures to eat the fruit

Those vitamins won't do

I just bite it off

I'm getting fat for you

You're not qualified

You'r not what i employ

Give the hand me downs

To the water boy

Culture is a curse

For the second string

They pick you

Because they pick you first

Based on what you bring