Right Through You

Wait a minute, man
You mispronounced my name
You didn’t wait for all the information
Before you turned me away
Wait a minute, sir
You kind of hurt my feelings
You treat me like a sweet back-loaded puppet
And you’ve got meal ticket taste
I see right through you
I walk right through you
I feel right through you
I see right through you, yeah
You took me for a joke
You took me for a child
You took a long hard look at my ass
And then you played golf for a while
Your shake just like a fish
You pat me on the head
You took me out to wine, dine, 69 me
But didn’t hear a damn word I said
I see right through you
I walk right through you, yeah
I feel right through you
I see right through you, yeah
Hello Mr. Man
You didn’t think I’d come back
You didn’t think I’d show up with my army
And this ammunition on my back
Now that I’m Miss Thing
Now that I’m a zillionaire
You scan the credits for your name
And wonder why you’re not there
I see right through you
I walk right through you, yeah
I feel right through you
I walk right through you, yeah