It’s Not Delivery

You wanna see me shining?
Well I don’t know
She’s got that silent type of bracelet
I had to call her racist
But goddamn
I tried to tell her that the truck outside’s just

Delivery
It’s not delivery
It’s not delivery
It’s not delivery

She cooked it on the stove
Answer the door
I sent that goddamn woman out of here
I wanna drink my drink
I wanna cut my throat
I wanna wake up in the back room fucked with

Delivery
It’s not delivery
It’s not delivery
It’s not delivery
Oh, it’s something else

It looked coloured
It looked bad
And I don’t want no-one else
It looked wild
It looked frank
And I don’t want no-one else
Want no-one else, want no-one else
Want no-one else, want no-one else

I don’t want you
I don’t want this
I don’t want you
I don’t want

Delivery
It’s not delivery
It’s not delivery
It’s not delivery
No, it's something else