Some early drafts of the chorus from ‘Don’t cha’ by the Pussycat Dolls
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend cleaned house like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend ironed shirts like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend baked pies like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend ran errands like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend knew math like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend read Sartre like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend spoke Yiddish like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend wrote code like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend kicked ass like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend pressed 303
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend fought in bars like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend rode a Harley like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend cross-dressed like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a boy like me
Don’t cha, don’t cha
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend had a beard like me
Don’t cha wish your girlfriend stood up to pee
Don’t cha, don’t cha
11:26:47 PM  Random Nonsense
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