Mister, I ain't knocking on your door Mister, I don't need no heavy load So take your reasons out of here Nobody is buying anything from you Maybe season's over for your rules Maybe we're all done with your abuse So get your big case out of here Nobody's buying anything from you This little baby's grown up Her kitten claws are sharp The only way she spreads her legs Is riding on her bike, I say! Mister, I ain't knocking on your door So take your reasons out of here Nobody is buying anything... no more Mister! Mister! Mister! I ain't knocking on your door!