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You're so satin chic Look rich, talking cheap On your telephone Won't be coming home He's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand Dressed up lizard green Celluloid seventeen Lip gloss bold as blood You got 'em linin' up He's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand Racing through the stars You killed me awhile My smile synchronized For every one tonight He's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand