Cynthia's got a man

 

 

Cynthia's got a man

 she holds in her hand.  Some say he's white as smoke

When she gives him a kiss

 you know she didn't miss

Cause Cynthia starts to choke

 

Cynthia's got a man

 but they don't understand how she can

 dance and play all day

A few rocks in a can

 and she's off to never-had-it land

 

Don't touch her she's a fan!

 

People tell her to move on out

Forget about whether she's got no clout

Pack your things

 Your napkin rings

Don't wanna hear that song you sing

 "It's hard!  No job!"

 

She looks in the day

She shops at night

 just to avoid a nasty fight

But night time is the best time

 How else can she do it right?

 

Cynthia's got a man

And he's hard to please

He wants to take her heart and soul

But she can't sneeze

 without being down on her knees

Looking for something to put in the bowl

 

Cynthia's got a man

 who understands the word vulnerability

When it snows outside

 there a place to hide

In the arms of a man who'll snatch her fertility

 

(That's messed up, man) She'll be a w***e,

 if she can score