Satin Chic (Through The Mystic Mix, Dimension 11 by The Flaming Lips)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You're so satin chic Look rich, talking cheap On your telephone Won't be coming home He's my man (He's my man) Yeah, he's my man (Yeah, he's my man) You don't understand (You don't understand) [Verse 2] Dressed up lizard green Celluloid seventeen Lip gloss bold as blood You got 'em linin' up He's my man (He's my man) Yeah, he's my man (Yeah, he's my man) You don't understand (You don't understand) [Chorus] Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na Na na na na na na na [Verse 3] Racing through the stars You killed me a while My smile synchronised For everyone tonight He's my man (He's my man) Yeah, he's my man (Yeah, he's my man) You don't understand (You don't understand) [Chorus] Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na na Ne na na na na na Na na na na na na na [Outro] Yeah, he's my man (La la la la la la) Yeah, he's my man (La la la la la la) Yeah, he's my man Yeah, he's my man You don't understand You don't understand You don't understand You don't understand You don't understand