I have an itch to be a corporate bitch
In a suit, with stockings and high,
high heels
And my long, long legs
You know I'd hide
Then again, I'd also fight
Anyone who underperforms
Always plainly the dregs
I jog in to work at six
Cause that's how I get my kicks
Macchiato in my suite
Cause I take my coffee neat
The only boys I would employ
Would be hunky, hot and toy
So that I could just harass
Their tight little asses
I wanna be a mover, a shaker
I wanna be a CEO queen
I wanna rock a private investment scene
So that their deal
Would need my cor porate bitch seal
I have a niche
To be a rich, kitsch, bitch
Manicure, a massage, a la blanche
Followed by a painless Brazilian
And a wall on my wall
Tells me I could have it all
I would like to bankrupt you
And still have a kid or two
I'd take a week from work
So that I could carry them
And if they didn't arrive on time
It's a cesarean
I wanna be a mover, shaker,
a fashionista, ball -breaker
I wanna be a CEO, queen,
I wanna rock the scene
The paparazzi will take pictures
of my dynasty of bitches
I have an itch to be ruthless in my pitch,
to be a system -bucking,
eyebrow -plucking,
tantrum -chugging, corporate bitch!