The Bitch Is Back — текст песни (Tina Turner)

I was justified when I was five

Raising cane, I spit in your eye

Times are changing, now the poor get fat

But the fever`s gonna catch you when the bitch gets back



Eat meat on Friday that`s alright

Even like steak on a Saturday night

I can bitch the best at your social do`s

I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue



I`m a bitch, I`m a bitch

Oh the bitch is back

Stone cold sober as a matter of fact

I can bitch, I can bitch

`Cause I`m better than you

It`s the way that I move

The things that I do



I entertain by picking brains

Sell my soul by dropping names

I don`t like those, my God, what`s that

Oh it`s full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back