Sure, Nancy.

Do you tell all the fellas at the bath house what a badass you are before they plow you from behind?

Well, they probably don't belive your bullsh!t stories, either.
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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