I know you think you're the man of the hour
I know you think I'm a delicate flower
But I'm here to tell you I'ma take back the power
I like to dip my fries in sweet and sour
I like to dip my fries
Swing around the Rosie, a pocket full of posies
Doctor gave you diagnoses, turns out you're just hella nosy
You're always in my business but this ain't a floral shop
I wish you would be going here but you never seem to stop
So why don't you mind your own?
You've been in the clouds too long
You're singing the same damn song
Time for you to move along
I like to dip my fries in sweet and sour
I know you think you're the man of the hour
I know you think I'm a delicate flower
But I'm here to tell you I'ma take back the power
I like to dip my fries in sweet and sour
Why you stressing all the time?
Stop, can't give the roses a smell
There's so much more to life than trying to give everybody hell
You used to make me laugh a little, you used to be so silly
Now one day you're a daffodil, the next day you're a lily
Your two lips sure do a lot of flap, you should close them like a Venus flytrap
I don't wanna hear what you said, I don't want you weak to my bed
I like to dip my fries in sweet and sour
I know you think you're the man of the hour
I know you think I'm a delicate flower
But I'm here to tell you I'ma take back the power
I like to dip my fries in sweet and sour
I like to dip my fries in sweet and sour