You're so satin chic
Look rich, talking cheap
On your telephone
Won't be coming home, he's my man
Yeah, he's my man
You don't understand
Dressed up, lizard green
Celluloid 17
Lip gloss bold as blood
You got 'em linin' up, he's my man
Yeah, he's my man
You don't understand
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
Racing through the stars
You killed me a while
My smile synchronised
For everyone tonight, he's my man
Yeah, he's my man
You don't understand
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
La, la-la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la-la-la-la
La, la-la-la-la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na, na
Ne, na, na, na, na, na
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
(Na, na, na, na)
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