right through you
alanis morissette
you mispronounced my name
you didn't wait for all the information
before you turned me away
you kind of hurt my feelings
you see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet
and you've got meal ticket taste
you took a long hard look at my ass
and then played golf for a while
your shake is like a fish
you took me out to wine dine 69 me
but didn't hear a damn word i said
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 a zillionaire
you scan the credits for your name
and wonder why it's not there