Steering Wheel

Some people tried to skip out, and not pay their hotel bill.
But when they tried to leave, their car had no steering wheel.
They demanded their steering wheel, and I demanded my loot.
Those punks made me angry when they mentioned a lawsuit.
They also threatened to beat me to a bloody pulp with their fists.
I gave them back their steering wheel, but they had to go to a proctologist.
The man screamed because it hurt when the proctologist took it out.
When I say I'll do the same to you if you stiff me, there is no doubt.