Baby, don'tcha bump me
'Cause I don't wanna cling.
I don't wanna be your velcro woman.
You can take your stuff and cram it, damn it.
I ain't gonna let you jam it.
I ain't gonna be there when you're comin'.
Lyrics found in an old writing notebook. Melody forgotten. I have no idea when I wrote this, but apparently I was a little pissed off at someone!
