Mrs. Glamorous
I said, "Hey! Give me my time!"
I've become a lost and found.
To get just one look,
Make sure you polish up my crown.And I'm so fed up
That I just might go insane.
Our bond is broken now
And it's time to make a change.
Ditch the apron. Don the black robe.
Takes the ring off, lets herself go.
Step outside, screw in the red bulb.
Because I don't need no man
To make my dough.
So baby kiss me on the shoulder
And move it to my neck.
You say you like my perfume,
I only do it to make you sweat.
So touch me, touch me
Make me feel I'm yours.
You hold me in the bedroom, But you fuck me on the floor.
Now whisper in my ear
As you make me beg for more.
Just make sure you keep in mind
I'm a lady not a whore.
Ditch the apron. Don the black robe.
Takes the ring off, Lets herself go.
No need to lie, or be insincere.
Just tell me the things
I need to hear.
Mrs. Glamorous
You're the one I want
The one I've been waiting for
(To waste my time)
With you violet eyes
And your beautiful disguise.(Those violet eyes!)
Mrs. Glamorous
You're the one I want
The one I've been waiting for
(To waste my time)
Mrs. Glamorous
Mrs. Glamorous
(Because old habits,
They die hard.)
I've become a lost and found.
To get just one look,
Make sure you polish up my crown.And I'm so fed up
That I just might go insane.
Our bond is broken now
And it's time to make a change.
Ditch the apron. Don the black robe.
Takes the ring off, lets herself go.
Step outside, screw in the red bulb.
Because I don't need no man
To make my dough.
So baby kiss me on the shoulder
And move it to my neck.
You say you like my perfume,
I only do it to make you sweat.
So touch me, touch me
Make me feel I'm yours.
You hold me in the bedroom, But you fuck me on the floor.
Now whisper in my ear
As you make me beg for more.
Just make sure you keep in mind
I'm a lady not a whore.
Ditch the apron. Don the black robe.
Takes the ring off, Lets herself go.
No need to lie, or be insincere.
Just tell me the things
I need to hear.
Mrs. Glamorous
You're the one I want
The one I've been waiting for
(To waste my time)
With you violet eyes
And your beautiful disguise.(Those violet eyes!)
Mrs. Glamorous
You're the one I want
The one I've been waiting for
(To waste my time)
Mrs. Glamorous
Mrs. Glamorous
(Because old habits,
They die hard.)
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Writer(s): Anthony Arce
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