Can I Have My Balls Back, Please? - Pulp

At the bottom of the stairway

I turned round as I was ready to leave and said

«Oh can I have my balls back, please?»

Well they might not mean that much to you.

But they sure as hell mean so much to me.

So can I have my balls back, please?

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

Can I have my balls back, please?

How am I gonna get through my life if you don’t return them to me?

Oh, no no.

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

I can’t really be a man.

Look at me I’m down on my knees.

Yeah.

So I went to New York City to see a doctor thinking maybe that he.

Would understand the state I was in.

He said: «I'd dearly love to help you son,

but you see the same thing’s happened to me.»

So now I’m home and I’m asking you just once more.

Please.

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

Can I have my balls back, please?

How am I gonna get through my life if you don’t return them to me?

Oh, no no.

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

Can I have my balls back, please?

Oh I can’t really be a man.

Look at me I’m down on my knees.

Yeah.

Oh and I don’t know how much longer I can live my life like this.

Bring 'em back.

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

Oh can I have my balls back, please?

Oh how am I gonna get through my life if you don’t return them to me?

Oh, no no.

So can I have my balls back, please?

Yeah can I have my balls back, please?

Oh I can’t really be a man.

Look at me I’m down on my knees.

Oh and I don’t know how much longer I can live my life like this.

Come on.

Bring 'em back.

They’re no use to you anymore.

Oh bring them back to me.