Tiny Raisin

I've been lying in the bathtub
Till I'm a tiny raisin
Where's the flowers? Where's the champagne?
Where's the reservation?
Might've bitched a little too hard
Molly said that I should leave him
And for a moment we aligned, but then I changed my mind
And I hung up like the crazy bitch I am

That's my man
Hot damn
We gonna break up, make up, do it all over again
Fuck yeah
We gonna talk shit, crash out, laugh it off
'Cause he's so fine
And he's all mine
And I hate his guts at the same time
That's my man
That's my man

That's my bag at his place
That's my kiss on his face
That's my all mine, that's my all right
That's his name on my charm
That's my kid in his arms
That's my all mine, that's my all right
Uh huh, he drives me up and down Mulholland

Uh huh, he gives me what and when I want it
Uh huh, I'll start a fight, he'll say, "My baby why, oh why, just stop!"

That's my man
Hot damn
We gonna break up, make up, do it all over again
Fuck yeah
We gonna talk shit, crash out, laugh it off
'Cause he's so fine
And he's all mine
And I hate his guts at the same time
That's my man
That's my man

That's my man
That's my man
That's my man
That's my man

That's my man
Hot damn
We gonna break up, make up, do it all over again
Fuck yeah
We gonna talk shit, crash out, laugh it off
'Cause he's so fine
And he's all mine
And I hate his guts at the same time
That's my man
That's my man