Rude to Me by Robert Braathe

rude to me

Girl you like to come around in your solitude
With your little city girl attitude
Without a bit of gratitude
And with a mouth that’s full of platitude

I don’t care what you say that you’ll do to me
I think you don’t have a clue what a fool you been
Don’t wear a fleece then get nude for me
You Won’t Get Any If You’re Rude to Me

I get tired of seeing the same old song and dance
When someone gives you even a seconds glance
They are only trying to get in your pants
While I’m left tending to your plants

I don’t care what you say that you’ll do to me
I think you don’t have a clue what a fool you been
Don’t wear a fleece then get nude for me
You Won’t Get Any If You’re Rude to Me

As days go by I wonder if you’ll see
The way you work it isn’t impressing me
And how your thoughtless ways make you free
Of any chance of being with a man like me

I don’t care what you say that you’ll do to me
I think you don’t have a clue what a fool you be
Don’t wear a fleece then get nude for me
You Won’t Get Any If You’re Rude to Me

I don’t care what you say that you’ll do to me
These silly games are getting old to me
I’m rich because you’re through with me
And you won’t get any because you’re rude to me

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