INTRO:You can blame me,
try to shame me,
and still I'll care for you,
you can run around,
even put me down,
still I'll be there for you.
EXAMPLE:
So it's Saturday,
And I'd rather be chillin',
But you want to take me with you to Karen Millen,
To buy a new dress cause we're going for dinner,
But none of yours fit cause you used to be slimmer,
Or fatter or something,
I don't know anymore, but you're stood at the door,
And you're huffin' and puffin',
There's no way in hell that you're bluffin'
Me, you and shopping aint up for discussion,
Now call me a pessimist,
But I've looked in your wardrobe and trust me there just aint one dress I miss,
Know for a fact (what your cover possess),
So why do you need twenty little black dresses?
Compliments are like rolling the dice,
I'm adviced be precise when you say she looks nice,
You don't need no help from Susanna and Trinny,
You're tanned and your skinny what more do you want?
CHORUS:
Got me wrapped round your finger,
Still I stand here and linger,
Cause you're fit not a minger,
I sit like a dog whilst I'm tied to your leash,
All erratic and fiery,
Spend a week in the (priory),
I will, I will, I will, I will, love but you're clearly a loon.
EXAMPLE:
We get back to your flat,
When you crack and you give me a slap cause I don't wipe my feet on the mat,
And for some stupid reason it's my bloody fault,
That you didn't feed the cat,
But I don't answer back,
I just act like a happy chap,
To avoid any chance of me getting one more of your smack attacks,
Made you a sandwich but I should have known,
You just wanted simply a packet of Snack-A-Jacks,
And now I want my independence back,
But alas I just stare at your ass and confess to myself,
That it can't be surpassed,
You're far from a moose,
So I swallow abuse,
It's part of your vanity,
That you think it's ok that every other word you say's a profanity,
Please for the sake of humanity,
Look I might understand if you pleaded insanity,
What you're lacking is clarity,
So you call me a man but I feel like a charity,
Thought it was love, but darling how can it be,
Gradually sensing disparity,
As we head out for dinner my bottom lip drops,
You're strutting in jeans, t-shirt and flip flops,
Why buy a dress and just leave it to sit,
Oh wait, let me guess it don't even fit.
CHORUS:
Got me wrapped round your finger,
Still I stand here and linger,
Cause you're fit not a minger,
I sit like a dog whilst I'm tied to your leash,
All erratic and fiery,
Spend a week in the (priory),
I will, I will, I will, I will, love but you're clearly a loon.
Got me wrapped round your finger,
Still I stand here and linger,
Cause you're fit not a minger,
I sit like a dog whilst I'm tied to your leash,
All erratic and fiery,
Spend a week in the (priory),
I will, I will, I will, I will, love but you're clearly a loon.
I'm gonna care for you,
I will, I will, I will,
I will, I will, I will,
I will, I will, I will,
I will, I will, I will,
I will, I will, I will,
I will, I will, I will,
I will, I will, I will,
I'm gonna care for you.
