Lyrics Priscilla Ederle

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Me & My Man

Gazing at my hotel wall
The coffee and the tea don't even move me
Looking down the mirrored hall
I know my lines, I'm living like a movie

He ain't the finest one, he ain't the finest one

Spot him coming from far away
Those crocodile shoes make all the difference
He's taken all of my honesty
I think that he's been confiscating my love

He ain't the finest one, he ain't the finest one
No, he ain't the finest one, he ain't the finest one

Me and my man
Living like a tragic lovers story
Tell it how it's your big glory

Me and my man
Living with our frantic little worries
Go on how it's no big hurry

Me and my man
Taking lovers by the station
I'm talking now 'bout your replacement

Tucks me in the old bed sheets
He never likes to see me in the morning
His vanity is a headache to me
Says I never listen to his stories

Nothing like a finer man
I think he's got me talking foreign baby
Tempts me with a conversation
Says to me I talk too much yeah I know

He ain't the finest one, he ain't the finest one
No, he ain't the finest one, he ain't the finest one