If you try to steal my man, I'll fight you like a wild cat
If you want a man of substance, look around for your Mr Right
But my man no longer shows up on a search mat
So, fellow woman, to my man I pledge hold tight.
If you feed your eyes on my man, that's fine by me
If your elusive eyes magnetise my man, I'll give you a good run for your effort
But, fellow woman, I love my man to a tee
Any poaching you try will send me a report.
If you admire my man, I'll grant you the favour
If you desire my man, I won't give you a chance
But my man became mine after a long endeavour
So, fellow woman, from my man keep a respectable distance.
If you need tips on holding on to a man, I'll give you tutorials
If you plead for assistance, I'm game, any place, any time
But from my man I need no materials
So, come on board the ladder of love and climb.
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