Lydia is so complacent
City girls are overrated
Asking you about your favorite bar
Maxing out their credit card
High-heels and strapless dresses
I need to impress you
But you're reading all of your horoscopes
Turning off your telephone
I don't really want to be part of this
I pardon willingly
Tell me, do you really feel targeted?
I'm barking up your tree
Up your tree
A little sass, a little shakin'
Middle class is so degrading
So you wave around your tax return
Counting cash you've already burned
White wine and Calvin Klein jeans
Facetime from her iPhone 19
Caught you filling up at the Texaco
Catching up on your Lexapro
Break me off a piece of that attitude
And add it to your brew
Flying overhead, I'm attracted to you
Cackling on your broom
On your broom
I don't really want to be part of this
I pardon willingly
Tell me, do you really feel targeted?
I'm barking up your