But I'm Not Bitter

I went down to the mall and bought a voodoo doll
It's amazing just how much he looks like you
Stick a pin here, stick a pin there
Chop off all that long brown hair
Honey, I got all the tools to remove the family jewels

Because I hate your lousy, rotten, stinkin' guts, but I'm not bitter
It's just my luck you stupid schmuck, you boinked our baby sitter
Well, if you were here right now, I'd rub your face in kitty litter
'Cause I hate your lousy, rotten, stinkin' guts, but I'm not bitter
Ain't that civilised

Policeman came to see me, you whining little weeney
A restraining order's taking things too far
Sure I broke your nose, burned up your clothes
And strangled you with pantyhose
But you can't blame me for that tumor
Honey, where's your sense of humour

And now I hope you're real darn happy
with your life, you spineless quitter
You ran off so you could boff our teenage baby sitter
Well, if you were here right now, I'd rub your face in kitty litter
'Cause I hate your lousy, rotten,
stinkin', cradle-robbin', big ratfinkin' guts
But I'm not bitter