A Bottle Of Rum That Can Make You Run

Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me

I taught you how to speak
I taught you to play weak
I taught you how to dress
I taught you to show your flesh

Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me

I taught you how to flee
I taught you to be free
I taught you how to clean
I taught you to be mean

Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me

I taught you how to bless
I taught you to confess
I taught you how to aim
I taught you to file a claim

Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me

I taught you how to blow
I taught you to stay low
I taught you how to show
I taught you how it goes

Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me
Naomi, you owe me
Naomi, you don’t own me