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When you walk in the bar, and you dressed like a star,
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Rockin' your F me pumps.
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And the men notice you, with your Gucci bag crew,
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Can't tell who he's lookin' to.
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'Cos you all look the same; every-one knows your name,
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And that's you whole claim to fame.
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Ne-ver miss a night, 'cuz your dream in life,
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Is to be a foot-ballers wife.
Am D
You don't like players, that's what you say-a,
G C
But you really wouldn't mind a million-aire.
Am D
You don't like ballers, they don't do nothing for ya,
G C
But you'd love a rich man, six feet two or taller.
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You're more than a fan, look-in' for a man,
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But you end up with one-night-stands.
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He could be your whole life, if you got past one night,
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But that part never goes right.
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In the morning you're vexed, he's onto the next,
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And you didn't even get no taste.
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Don't be too up-set, if they call you a skank,
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'Cos like the news; every-day you get pressed.
Am D
You don't like players, that's what you say-a,
G C
But you really wouldn't mind a million-aire.
Am D
You don't like ballers, they don't do nothing for ya,
G C
But you'd love a rich man, six feet two or taller.
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You can't sit down right, 'cos you jeans are too tight,
C Bm G
And your lucky it's ladies night.
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With your big empty purse, every week it gets worse,
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At least your breasts cost more than hers.
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So you did Mia-mi, 'cos you got there for free,
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But somehow, you missed the plane.
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You did too much E; met somebo-dy,
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And spent the night getting caned.
Am D
Without girls like you, there'd be no fun;
G C
We'd go to the club, and not see any-one.
Am D
Without girls like you, there's no night-life,
G C
All those men just go home to their wives.
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Don't be mad at me, 'cos you're pushing thir-ty,
C Bm G
And your old tricks no longer work.
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You should have known from the job, that you always get dumped;
C Bm G
So dust off your fuck me pumps.
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