Who told you that this was a test?
Lower your shoulders and deflate your chest
And how the hell how can you think
This a battleground not a recreational drink
So sit down
Sit down
Turn around, turn around
And sit down
Just another little ménage à trois
What a ball, what a ball, what a ball
Who's starting to stare
I don't care
But I know
It's the same closed road for an angry man
He knocked your chair
I don't care
But I know
It's the same closed road for an angry man
You see the looks about the men as a threat
On point, you give as good as you get
I can see your girlfriend leads you on
Telling you that man's been looking at her too long
Sit down
Sit down
Turn around, turn around
And sit down
Just another little ménage à trois
What a ball, what a ball, what a ball
Who's starting to stare
I don't care
But I know
It's the same closed road for an angry man
He knocked your chair
I don't care
But I know
It's the same closed road for an angry man
Calm down or go home
The only tail y'need to chase is your own
Calm down or go home
The only tail y'need to chase is your own
Calm down or go home
The only tail y'need to chase is your own
Calm down or go home
The only tail y'need to chase is your own
Who's starting to stare
I don't care
But I know
It's the same closed road for an angry man
He knocked your chair
I don't care
But I know
It's the same closed road for an angry man
It's so easy for your blood to boil
Those fat fingers to fan and coil
Your girl's face turns from anger to glee
At the fistful of chivalry that she can see
Sit down
Sit down
Turn around, turn around
And sit down
Just another little ménage à trois
What a ball, what a ball, what a ball