I like that law.
I friggin' love it when a
man tells me what to do.
Hell yeah.
I guess you could say
I'm a little free.
I want you to tell me
what to do with my body, baby.
Be a man and make me a plan for something
that has nothing to do with you.
Ooh, what about my sexy shade?
Wear big loose blouse,
cause I don't wanna be aroused
How much money should I make?
Not enough for rent,
of what I make like 80 %
Every wo man needs a man,
oh yes it's true
How else would you know what to do?
Ooh, I want you to tell me
what to do with my body, baby.
And you're not a doctor,
so that means you ought to
spend your time
telling me what to do.
Ooh, ooh.
Do it like this.
Ooh, ooh.
So like this?
Ooh, ooh.
Baby, give it all to me,
I'm so tired of bodily autonomy
I'm into submission,
and I want your permission,
so may I? No
You didn't really hear me out,
I'm saying can I? No
Oh, so, should we go back to the chorus,
or what do you want to do,
because we could just...
Quiet!
Don't even want you to be
singing this song
I should have sung it by
myself all along
Cause I want to tell you
what to do with your body,
baby
We'll be right back with
more Amber Ruffin,
so I'm sorry about Terry.