This is a song about "Door hand"

And slid back north of course to pen more

I'll ring your bell like i'm goin door to door

Just lay back, get your face slapped

To get to hold your hand

Fucking hell, where's the door?

Who did it before

Army stance, ready for war

Saw somethin happenn next door

You showed me to the door

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

But we so poor, we got no door,

Summer time, different shore

Turn it up a little more

// [when you walked through the door]