Emily Ann Roberts
Whipped
If my car breaks down, he's under the hood
If I need a fire, he brings the wood
If I want a ditch, he grabs the shovel
When things get heavy, he brings the muscle
Yeah, I've got a man who's a real man
Got me wrapped 'round his finger
But he don't know I got the upper hand
W-H-I-P-P-E-D
On a leash, aimed to please
All for me
Ask all his friends
They'll all admit
I got him whipped
Workin' like a dog sweatin' in the heat
Smilin' ear-to-ear for little ol' me
When I bat my eyes, he folds like money
He does the do's just for the honey
Yeah, I've got a man who's a real man
Got me wrapped 'round his finger
But he don't know I got the upper hand
W-H-I-P-P-E-D
On a leash, aimed to please
All for me
Ask all his friends
They'll all admit
I got him whipped
Like cream
No, he ain't never late for supper
Mm, whipped
And he
Knows where his biscuit is buttered (Woo)
Yeah, I've got a man who's a real man
Mm, yeah, I do
Got me wrapped 'round his finger
But he don't know I got the upper hand
W-H-I-P-P-E-D
W-H-I-P-P-E-D
On a leash, aimed to please
All for me
Ask all his friends
They'll all admit
Go on and ask all his friends
They'll all admit
I've got him whipped
From Paroles Mania