Ms. Steal‐Your‐Man, Pt. 1 Songtext
von Rita Ray

There′s a tale, I'm about to tell you
It′s bout her – the lady you know
Now before, I'll share and write it
I must warn you're not gon′ like it
Well, she is cool and she is lean
And she knows how to make a scene
She can make, spend all your money
Then believe oh, she′s all yours, honey
She is called by the name Ms. Steal-Your-Man Well, she can do stuff your wife wouldn't
Make believe, that she can′t or couldn't
Life will end after your karma
Gets to you and takes your armour
Now, she don′t cook and she don't clean
But she knows, how to be just mean
You might as well go out and spy her
She will be at your friend′s garden
Now she is called by the name Ms. Steal-Your-Man