SCOTTIE AND THE VANDELLAS

Scottie Mac
(with apologies to Martha and the Vandellas)

Scottie Mac, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, why don’t you drop the act?
Scottie Mac, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, why don’t you take it back?

Our barbs aren’t missing you, your quips feel like we’re playin’ kung-fu,
We try so hard to see through, lies and promises too
But your boy keeps coming unwound, you cry and swear and you hiss and frown

(MORE)
Hey, Scottie, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, why not just state the facts?
Scottie, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, why do you take the flack?

He calls you on the phone, about a thousand times a day
Sell my heart to listen in, tells you what to say
With his lowly whisk, his eggies blend, he’s cookin’ nights to keep your spin

Hey, Scottie, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, did you just say retract?
Scottie, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, did he just say you’re sacked?

Need your Rovie, need your Rovie

(instrumental) (nice Clinton saxophone solo)

We gotta pray, we’re all getting much, much stronger, and we can hold out much, much longer
Trying hard not to be blue, but Scottie, the crap your boss can spew!

Hey, Scottie, Scottie, oh Scottie Mac, why don’t you see they’re whacked?
Scottie, can’t ya hear me Scottie? Oh Scottie Mac, is your boss on crack?

Need your Rovie (Scottie Mac)
Need your Rovie (Scottie Mac)
(Scottie Mac, don’t you know they’re whacked)

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