This is a song about "Door hinge"

She leave her hair on the floor

// [when you walked through the door]

Cause once a whore steps through my door

That's why you'll find her on the floor

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

I'll be tapping both ways like a salesman goin' door to door,

Lower than my credit score

You showed me to the door

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

// [when you walked through the door]

Fucking hell, where's the door?

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Banging on the back door,

You showed me to the door

Or something that you paid for