Care 4 U

You can blame me, try to shame me, and still I'll care for you, you can run around, even put me down, still I'll be there for you.

So it's Saturday and I'd rather be chillin' But you wanna-take me with you to Karen Millen To buy a new dress cos we're goin for dinner But none of yours fit cos you used to be slimmer Or fatter or somethin', I don't know anymore But your stood at the door and your huffing and puffing There's no way in hell that you're bluffing Me, you and shopping aint up for discussion Now call me a pessimist but I've looked in your wardrobe And trust me there just aint one dress-I-missed Know for a fact what your cupboard possesses So why do you need 20 little black dresses? Compliments are like rolling a dice Some advice be precise when you say she looks nice: "You don't need no help from Suzannah and Trinny, You're tanned and you're skinny, What more do you want!?"

You can play me (Got me wrapped round you finger) Try to shame me (Still I stand here and linger) And still I'll care for you (Cos you're fit not a minger, I sit like a dog whilst im stuck on your leash) You can run around (All erratic and fiery) Even put me down (Spend a week in the priory) Still I'll be there for you (I will, I will, I will, I will, love but you're clearly a loon)

We get back to your flat when you crack and you give me a slap Cos I don't wipe my feet on the mat And for some stupid reason itís my bloody fault that you didn't feed the cat But I don't answer back I just act like a happy-chap To avoid any chance of me getting one more of your smack-attacks Make you a sandwich but I shoulda known That you just wanted simply a packet of snack-a-jacks And now I want my independence back But alas I just stare at your ass And confess to myself that it can't be surpassed And you're far from a moose so I swallow abuse It's part of your vanity That you think its ok every-other word you say's a profanity Please for sake of humanity Look, I might understand if you pleaded insanity What you're lacking is clarity See you call me your man but you think I'm a charity Thought it was love but really how can-it-be Gradually sensing disparity As we head out for dinner my bottom lip-drops You're strutting in jeans, a t-shirt and flip-flops Why buy a dress and just leave it to sit? No, wait let me guess it don't even fit