Ohh, yeah, yeah This your boy Ronnie Bell (ooh, ooh, yeah) Coming to y'all once again You know, with this real talk, real music And I know a lot of you ladies out there, you know (oh, yeah) You ladies are wondering Why you're not having the success that you deserve (ohh) And I know some of you don't want to here it but The truth is, it's your man You got her gaining weight, boy It's only so much a woman can take She's losing her hair, yeah All because you're still there You keep puttin' her down, down Every time his friends come around She's drinking and thinking, mmh She's drowning in debt Constantly sinking Getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost I can put you on Greyhound, hound Pack your things and never come back around I'll pay for a Megabus, bus You gotta go, can't stay here no more Priceline com, com I'm willing to pay, you gotta leave today Getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost Now, look A lot of men are jealous of their women, you know They try to do little petty and sneaky things To stop your groove, ladies Like, if you tryna go back to school or start your own business They gon' shoot the idea down They wanna keep you caged in like a bird And always accusing you of messing around And because he don't socialize with family and friends He don't want you to do so That's why you can't go to the next level See, ladies, the sooner you let him go The quicker success is gonna come to you The bottom line is, ladies You sleeping with the enemy Getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter I'll pay the shipping cost You getting in her way Whatever it is, it don't matter

OK here's a, here's a reasonably new song This one's, this one's all about Ita Buttrose Every night when I crawl home There's a time, I still look forward to When all the boys are gathered around Shoutin' "Ita's on TV" And though the roaches are thick on the ground There is always someone trying Somebody tryin' to close the window down Get a dose of integrity And every housewife through the land Get to drinking down another Valium I believe, I believe, in what she said Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll see me through Ita's tongue never touches her lip She could always be my godmother And though the desktop hides her hip My imagination's strong She's the sweetest thing I ever seen I'd like to take her out to dinner But when I think of all the places I've been Probably hold my fork all wrong Every night and every day She's the only friend we can depend upon I believe, I believe, in what she said Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll see me through Every week in every home She's got wholesome news for the family How could I not believe when Ita tells me to Every night and every day She's the only friend we can depend upon How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita I love you I really do, I really do love you

Looking like a choirgirl And cryin' like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl Cryin' like a refugee One nurse to hold her One nurse to wheel her down the corridors of healing And I been trying Cryin' like a refugee Loves me like a sister Love me like an only child Loves me like a sister She love me like an only child She's my connection, yeah I'll hold on, and never, never, never let her down 'Cause she's alone She love me like an only child (yes she does now, come on) (Suffer little children) Suffer little children (Send that little child to me) Send that little child to me (All day the doctor) all day the doctor Handles his responsibility, yeah Looking like a choirgirl Crying like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl She's cryin' like a refugee She's my connection, yeah, I'll hold on And never, never, never let her down 'Cause she's alone And she's cryin' like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl And cryin' like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl She's crying like a refugee Yes, she is Oh yeah All right, good evening How the fuck are you tonight, ya all right? This is our last night of the tour. It's our last night in the Ent Cent And they been talkin' to us out the back and they've all been really nice, sayin' oh you know, here's a plaque and all that I'm thinkin' I want to take the fuckin' bricks I said it last night I think Elton John would sound great open air here, so we could tear the place down and have a happy chap We're gonna play you some rockabilly right now, with Andy Bickers (one, two, one, two, three...)