You're so satin chic Look rich, talking cheap On your telephone Won't be coming home He's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand Dressed up lizard green Celluloid seventeen Lip gloss bold as blood You got 'em linin' up He's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na Racing through the stars You killed me a while My smile synchronised For everyone tonight He's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na
