loose cannon

you're a loose cannon,
ain't you, pal
with your knocked up
washed out penthouse gal
doing the town
like you know how to do
look at you

mister loose cannon
gee, I'm so scared
your temper, boy,
has caught me unaware
yeah, right
I ain't afraid of you
tell you what I'll do

use your manners, boy,
and do what I say
show me respect
and I'll put the gun away
and none of this happened
and you'll be free
and if not
your black ass belongs to me
I'll put you under arrest
and that's where you'll be
your black ass
belongs to me