That’s More Like It
When I wanted you, you did not reciprocate
When I needed you, you would always show up late
But things have changed, and I've got the upper hand
You can run and I've got you eating now of my hand
[Chorus]
That's more like it, yeah
That's more like it
Make my dinner, bring it to me
That's more like it, That's more like it
Yeah, That's more like it
Yeah, That's more like it
I see where and when it happened
That's more like it!
When my birthday came, you would not remember it
When I talked to you, you were never listening
But tables turn, and it's great to be on top
Got you great to appreciate the good that you've got
[Chorus]
That's more like it, yeah
That's more like it
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Make my dinner, bring it to me
That's more like it, That's more like it
Yeah, That's more like it
Yeah, That's more like it
I see where and when it happened
That's more like it!
[Bridge]
I, I got clean
And I like daisies
Maybe better write this down
I love cashmere, and I want diamonds
Ready for my massage right now
[Chorus]
That's more like it, yeah
That's more like it
Make my dinner, bring it to me
That's more like it, That's more like it
Yeah, That's more like it
Yeah, That's more like it
I see where and when it happened
That's more like it!
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