I'm sayin‘, why spend mine when I can spend yours? Disagree? Well, that's you and I’m sorry. Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari, wearing high heel shoes, getting love from the dudes. (Four badass chicks from the Moulin Rouge, etc.)
btw, you have to call me Lady Marmalade when I meet you. Anything else, and you get a five-inch heel in your eye. (Those aren't song lyrics.)