intro
Where's all my soul sisters? Lemme hear y'all flow, sisters
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
verse
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?" (Oh-oh)
verse
He come through with the money in the garter belts
Let him know we 'bout that cake, straight up the gate, uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours?
Disagree? Well, that's you and I'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari (like Atari)
Wearing high heel shoes, getting love from the dudes
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters, better get that dough, sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
You wanna gitchi gitchi ya-ya (c'mon), mocca chocalata (what?)
One more time, c'mon, now
verse
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
Oh, color of café au lait, alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried, "More (more), more (more), more"
pre-chorus
Now he's at home doing nine to five
Sleeping the gray flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep
Memories keep more (more), more (more), more
hook
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Ce soir?)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? (All my sisters, yeah)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Ce soir?)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? (C'mon, uh)