I got a lot of respect for my bitch

I got a lot of respect for my bitch
She ain’t no slapper
Or no rapper,
She can’t read no map or
Find her way round
Leyland,
No way man,
In the middle of the day man
But she scratch me when I itch;
I got a lot of respect for my bitch.

I got a lot of respect for my bitch;
She won’t text, no
She’s no techno,
Heck no,
But she makes the garden grow,
You know
I like to sit and watch her ass
Through my glass
While she cuts the grass
And strims the ditch;
I got a lot of respect for my bitch.

I got a lot of respect for my bitch;
She’s a female
Without e-mail
But she likes real ale
and retail.
She’s canny
And so funny
Oh man, she
Never ever, ever carries money
But she makes me feel rich
I got a lot of respect for my bitch.