Cant Tell Me

Id seen it all that afternoon
Id seen it all, and your brothers too
You showed me round your mothers front room
And dropped your pants
Took off your shoes
You cant tell me now that youre laid
You cant sell me now that youre paid
You cant shelve me now that youre made
You cant tell me now that youre laid
You have a flair for taking off clothes
You left me there and nobody knows
how you came round four times that day
and had your way, walked away
You cant tell me now that youre laid
You cant sell me now that youre laid
You cant tell me now that youre laid
You cant sell me now that youre paid
You cant shelve me now that youre made
You cant tell me now that Im laid