Go fvck yourself Steamer, you bet-welching bitch.

It's Steamer's thong. He loves you now that you talk to him even though he's a bet welching bitch whose word is worthless.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames