My Picky Lady

Oh,
She says five minutes
That was an hour ago
She's doing her lashes
Moving so slow
I'm waiting down here
My hair turning grey
She walks down the stairs
Let's go, it's okay
Oh, my picky girl
Spinning my head in a crazy world
Hot, cold, yes, no
I never know which way to go
She's a queen, she's a star, she's a sale
I look in my purse
My wallet is crying
It's going from bad to worse
Oh, my picky girl
Spinning my head in a crazy world
Hot, cold, yes, no
I never know which way to go
She's a queen, she's a star, she's a disco dream
But she drives me insane, making me scream
Oh, my picky lady
Wait, stop, turn around
She's the boss of the fancy place
Let's go get pizza
Oh, my picky girl
Spinning my head in a crazy world
Hot, cold, yes, no
I never know which way to go
She's a queen, she's a star, she's a disco dream
But she drives me insane making me scream
Oh, my picky lady
Did you pay for the parking?
Yes, dear
Did you bring my lip gloss?
Yes
You are the best
I know