Listen But Don't Touch

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For the wifes and girlfriends of famous rockstars

Learn some class
Quit reaching out
Trying to grab my man's a**
Ain't gonna earn you his respect
Ain't gonna win you his heart
That's mine girl
All mine
That's why I'm backstage
Got a permanent pass and a wedding ring on my finger that says he's my man
Never gonna be yours
So learn it girl and learn it now
Today's lesson is....


BRIDGE

Listen but don't touch
Keep your hands to yourself or I'll you myself
Behave like a lady
Quit acting so damn horny
Like a drunk or an addict
Too high on the pleasure of your choosen drug to give a damn
That the object of your obsession is my # 1 devotion
Got a family and a real life
So back off now
Listen but don't touch or b**** beware
My wrath screaming
You gonna get your head broke


Mad as hell and honey we're not gonna take it anymore
Wifes and girlfriends of the stars
Standing up together
As an army againest you and all your slutty kind
Teeny boppers
Gold diggers
Trailer trash hos and all the rest
With the giant fake DD cup breasts
Pushing in our men's faces
Just won't quit
Refusing to give up and go away
B***** this is your last warning


REPEAT BRIDGE


Trying to move in
Horn in
On what don't and won't ever belong to you
Making us madder and madder
As you grow bolder and bolder
So very pitful
Trying to steal our men
Take our rightful places in their hearts and beds
Thinkin' that maybe just maybe
One of them will toss some bling or a pretty tricket your way
Be the gravy train you've always wanted to ride
Screwing and lying your way to the top


REPEAT BRIDGE


Scheming
Plotting
Hoping to pass off your b****** brat as one of theirs
Claiming that you got the DNA test to back up
A claim so very outragous
Brings us out vicious
Fighting back as one to protect what is ours only to own
From another wannabe rockstar's slut
So eager to shine in the glory of their spotlight
I bet you would sell your very soul
Just so you would't have to hear us sing this kicking your a** again song


REPEAT BRIDGE 2X

2007 Ramona Thompson

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