I buy my own things, I pay my own bills
These diamond rings, my automobiles
Everything I got, I bought it
Boys can’t buy my love, buy my love, yeah
I do what I want, so say what you say
I work real hard every day
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don’t need a man to be holding me too tight
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, that’s right
I’m just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I’m a motherfucker, yeah
Oh whoa, whoa oh, whoa whoa, nah yeah
I drive around town in my Cadillac
Girls in the front, boys in the back, haha
Loosey as a goosey and I’m looking for some fun
What the fuck?
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don’t need a man to be holding me too tight
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, that’s right
I’m just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I’m a motherfucker, yeah
Whoa whoa, whoa oh, whoa whoa
I’m a motherfucker, yeah
Whoa whoa, no, no, yeah
Whoa whoa, no, yeah
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
‘Cause I wrote this shit, baby, I wrote this shit
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
‘Cause I run my shit, baby, I run my shit
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
‘Cause I wrote this shit, baby, yeah, I wrote this shit
Don’t buy me a drink, I make my money
Don’t touch my weave, don’t call me “honey”
And I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don’t need no man to be holding me too tight
I’m a motherfucking woman, baby, that’s right
I’m just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I’m a motherfucker
Whoa whoa, whoa oh, whoa whoa
I’m a motherfucker, yeah
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa, no
Thank you, thank you
That’s fun (Yay Kesha)
Yay Kesha, go Kesha
Huh? Oh, thanks
I was like, what’s up?
Yeah, I think we’re good
Give it up for Eric
Eric, Eric, Eric, Eric
You guys coulda joined me on that, it’s cool
It’s like, we look out for each other around here
It’s just so weird to be on a stage and you can just drink out of a thermos and there’s people watching you
This is gonna end poorly, hold on
I’m sweating so much, and I wanna take my jacket off, but then you’ll see how much I’m sweating
This jacket is not coming off, for anyone
Haha, what the fuck
Alright, I think we should get bad to, like, some sad
(“Written In the Scars”)
Oh no, we didn’t work that out
We didn’t even work it out (It’s okay)
I’m sorry (Don’t worry)
Next time, we’re so close
I don’t know what I’m playing
Okay, this song, um, this is a happy song
I wrote this, uh
My first boyfriend, I wrote a lot of songs about him
If you, if you, yeah
And uh, so I wrote this one, um, about one of the, one of the, you now, half dozen to six dozen times we broke up and got back together
I had flown like a thief in the night to Ohio
‘Cause I was watching, like, Nicholas Sparks movies a lot
And I was like, “That’s what love is
Love is like a Southwest Airline boarding group C because I bought it 20 minutes ago”
And so I went there and I got this burnt orange Suzuki hatchback
Didn’t know they made cars
After driving it, they still don’t really make cars
Sorry if anyone drives a Suzuki
Anyhow, I wrote this about that, this memory
And uh, it’s very nostalgic
It’s sort of bittersweet because I wrote it all past-tense
But it’s called “Poetry”
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