My b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Neneh Cherry]
When you turn around, baby, I'll be watching you
I can see through you
Maybe then you'll see
That I ain't playing; I'm to be taken seriously
You know what I'm saying?
And so the story goes

[Verse 1: Neneh Cherry | Gilly G]
One night when I was shaking and I definitely wasn't faking
I was lost in a trance doing my own dance
My girls on my side were concentrating on the music playing
And the speakers vibrating
I shut my eyes and the next thing knew
All I could smell was leather and Brut
Imposing on my groove, standing on my side
You were licking your lips, and rocking your thighs
I wanted to die laughing, at your serious
"I've come to save you" expression
But I held my breath and said, "Who are you?"

[Verse 2: Gilly G | Neneh Cherry]
Baby, my name is Drew, I'm gonna make you my b*tch
Maximum tender, feminine gender
Come on, baby, it's time to surrender
I'm Drew (So what are you gonna go?)
I just wanna get into you
Ayy b*tch, don't be so uptight
We can make it, baby, do it tonight
And then, before hell breaks loose, I'll just turn up the juice
[Chorus: Gilly G | Neneh Cherry]
I say: Hey, all you people, my name is Mr. Smalls (Huh)
And some of the girls are saying I am the one with the greatest heart
(Gimme a break)
And everywhere I go, I gotta pull up a show
I am Mr. Smalls (Is that right?) Wait now

[Verse 3: Neneh Cherry | Gilly G]
I stomped this joint from top to toe
I found nothing but half-pint two-bit guys
Acting out the parts, it might have been charming
Some are in a movie being Batman and Robin
It's not the way you look 'cause you ain't half bad
It's the way you act that makes me sad
You know you think you're finger-licking and that's the problem
Looking right in the mirror ain't gonna solve it
That something special deep inside
Called heart and soul might give you style
All that time you spend looking at yourself (Who, me?)
Makes you so transparent, it makes me sick

[Verse 4: Gilly G | Neneh Cherry]
Baby, you say I'm vain
But I've got so much to gain
For instance, if I had you
Here's what I would do
I would dine you by candlelight
Hold you, baby, all through the night
And the love that I'd give to you
Will be cooking like your mama's stew (Oh)
[Chorus: Gilly G | Neneh Cherry]
I say: Hey, all you people (Sorry), my name is Mr. Smalls
(I didn't hear that)
And some of the girls are saying I am the one with the greatest heart
(The greatest what?)
And everywhere I go, I gotta pull up a show (Trying to be)
I am Mr. Smalls

[Bridge: Gilly G]
Uh, gimme some more
Uh, gimme some more

[Verse 5: Neneh Cherry | Neneh Cherry & Gilly G]
I ain't impressed, I ain't getting undressed just yet
I'm saving my personal stash
For a male who can handle me with care
I don't beat around the bush, crucially wicked and tough
I can't take none of that degenerate stuff
A little discretion can melt me like butter
And I'll give you sweet love 'til you cry to your mother
We can wear out the backbone in my couch
You care where I, what I'm about
I'm not about to change, 'cause more or less
I know what's morally right for me
There's certain conditions, you see
[Chorus: Gilly G | Neneh Cherry]
Hey (Hey), all you people (All you sisters)
My name is Mr. Smalls (Watch out)
And some of the girls are saying I am the one with the greatest heart
(There's a fake on the loose)
And everywhere I go, I gotta pull up a show
(He ain't got no juice, haha)
I am Mr. Smalls (Oh, that's what you think)
Hey, all you people, my name is Mr. Smalls
(That makes you feel good)
And some of the girls are saying I am the one with the greatest heart
(Watch yourself, go on, nobody else is gonna do it)
And everywhere I go, I gotta pull up a show
I am Mr. Smalls

[Outro: Neneh Cherry | Gilly G | Neneh Cherry & Gilly G]
I've heard everything but this is the tops
Hey Drew, why is it you gotta treat ladies like they hanging off a meat rack? What's your problem, man?
My problem, my problem is you got an attitude, man
Yeah, I know, and you know what you leave us all with? (What?)
Feminine itch
Ah, that's cool, I can dig that. You're a b*tch, baby
I ain't gonna be your b*tch, Drew (You what?)
I'm finished with you, Drew (Ah, come on, baby)
Forget it, you tired
If you wanna phone your mama, you can use my car phone, let's eat
Yeah, I'll use your car phone, honey. I'll phone Australia, I'll phone Panama, I'm on the phone way down in Mississippi
That's cool, man, I'll pay the rent (Um)
Let's leave now, baby, we can do this, baby, like Brutus
Yeah, I'm gonna leave, I'm going on my own
See you later, honey, later, much, much, much, much, much, much later
Well, my name ain't Drew really, you know. It's Gilly, you know what I mean?
Hahaha, where you from Gilly, Gilly G? (Birmingham, bab)
Where you from? (I'm a Brummie)
Ow! Yeah? Well, that's alright then, let's be friends
How many of us have them? Let's be friends
Hahahaha (Cut on for the b*tch)
Ah, huh