"Range Rover" lyrics

I could use a Range Rover
Baby, I could use a blank check
Cross on my neck
Go to Heaven with a hangover
Black rims, leather all red
That would make it better, I bet
You'd get the same color
We could keep sleeping all day
Telling our maid
That we could use a change-over
I could use a Range Rover

I could be a good woman
You could put a rock on my hand
Seven-year plan
Acting like it means something
Nothing stopping me and my man
Country club tan
Baby, wouldn't you love it?
Shiplap kitchen, French tips
Silicone tits
I won't even say nothing
I could be a good woman
Yeah, I could be

Happy ever after, baby
Married on the 4th of July
Wifey in a white Mercedes
I see it when I close my eyes
Twenty miles from Houston, Texas
I forget the gate code sometimes
By the look of my new checklist
It looks like

You could use a white collar
You could keep cheating, that's fine
I could get mine
Call a concierge doctor
Mix it with a little red wine
Bed before 9
Baby, you could grab my ass
Waiting on Communion at a Wednesday mass
What I wouldn't do to get a life like that
It isn't so bad to want it so bad
And I could be

Happy ever after, baby
Married on the 4th of July
Wifey in a white Mercedes
I see it when I close my eyes
Twenty miles from Houston, Texas
I forget the gate code sometimes
By the look of my new checklist
It looks like

I could use a Range Rover
Hmm, I could use a Range Rover