This one's dedicated to all you Gucci bag carriers out there
It's call "You Got Good Taste"
Boo
I got this stuff on the tip of my tongue
Chandeliers light up the pictures you hung
Whooo
You got good taste
Whoo, baby, good taste
Ah, you got good taste
Oh, baby, good taste
Well, you got a big vase
Tomato paste
But one thing, babe, you gotta face
Oh, and that's good taste
Hey, good taste
Well, I mean good taste
Baby-baby-baby good taste
Well, you got good taste, and I ain't dumb
Ah, ooh-wee baby, a-yum-yum-yum
Ah-oooh, you got good taste
Good taste
Oh, you got good taste
My baby, good taste
(Uh, both of 'em)
You got good taste
You got good taste
You, come here
Sit on my lap
You know I know where it's at
Oh, you got good taste
Whoo, baby, good taste
Yummy yummy, good taste
Baby, baby, good taste
Whoo
You musta snagged something in them fishnet stockings
You got something I can put my heart in
You got good taste
That's right, good taste
Hoo, you got good taste
Baby, baby, good taste
Well, you got good taste
Yeah, you got good taste
Huh-huh-huh
Baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste
Baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste
And a-baby, baby, baby, it's all over the place
Oh, baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste
Ho