Let Me Have It Then Kiss My Petunia
He cheated on you- what a surprise
You’re wife #5 in his pattern of lies
Did you think he’d be loyal ‘cause he gave you a ring?
Did you think he’d stop flirtin’ and start stayin’ in?
Did you think you were special, that you were the one?
Puh-lease, you were a way to pay off wife #1!
Stop your cryin’ and moanin’, come on, get a grip
You were a fool, now get over it
Stop wastin’ your time on this ignorant schmuck
So what if you love him, who gives a f—k?
You’re still pretty; you’re in GREAT shape
With your blue eyes, red lips, and heart- shaped face
Your blond tresses, your dresses that show off your rack
Oh yeah, baby, you’ve got it; you’ve still got back
Put on some lipstick and paint your toes red
Get some f--k me heels; get outta that bed!
You’ve got style and charm and a sexy pout
You got it goin’ on; that’s what I’m talkin’ about
Don’t dwell on him, on how he did you wrong
Get out there and show him you’re still da bomb
9/18/12
For Vienna's "Let me have it then kiss my petunia" contest
Copyright © Black Eyed Susan | Year Posted 2012
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