I know you think you're the man of the hourI know you think I'm a delicate flowerBut I'm here to tell you I'ma take back the powerI like to dip my fries in sweet and sourI like to dip my friesSwing around the Rosie, a pocket full of posiesDoctor gave you diagnoses, turns out you're just hella nosyYou're always in my business but this ain't a floral shopI wish you would be going here but you never seem to stopSo why don't you mind your own?You've been in the clouds too longYou're singing the same damn songTime for you to move alongI like to dip my fries in sweet and sourI know you think you're the man of the hourI know you think I'm a delicate flowerBut I'm here to tell you I'ma take back the powerI like to dip my fries in sweet and sourWhy you stressing all the time?Stop, can't give the roses a smellThere's so much more to life than trying to give everybody hellYou used to make me laugh a little, you used to be so sillyNow one day you're a daffodil, the next day you're a lilyYour two lips sure do a lot of flap, you should close them like a Venus flytrapI don't wanna hear what you said, I don't want you weak to my bedI like to dip my fries in sweet and sourI know you think you're the man of the hourI know you think I'm a delicate flowerBut I'm here to tell you I'ma take back the powerI like to dip my fries in sweet and sourI like to dip my fries in sweet and sour