Lyrics:

This one is dedicated to all you Gucci bag carrier's out there, it's called 'You've Got Good Taste'

I've got this stuff on the tip of my tongue
Chandeliers light up
The Guccis you hung

Ooh
You've got good taste
Whoo baby good taste
Oh you've got good taste
Oh baby good taste

Well you've got a big face
Tomato paste
The one thing babe you're gonna face
Ooh that's good taste
Have you good taste?
Have you good taste?
Hey baby, good taste

Well you've got good taste and I ain't got
Oowee baby, miam miam miam
Ooh, you've got good taste
Good taste
Ooh you've got good taste
My baby good taste

Both of us
Ha!

You've got good taste
You've got good taste
You don't care sit on my lap
You know I know well inside out
Ooh your good taste
Ooh baby good taste
Humm yummie yummie good taste
Hey baby good taste

Whoo you must have (?) something
(?)
You've got something I can put my heart in
You've got good taste
That's right good taste
Ooh, you've got good taste
Hey baby good taste

Well you've got good taste
Yeah you've got good taste
Ho ho ho, baby baby baby, you've got good taste
Baby baby baby, you've got good taste
Baby baby baby, it's all over the place
Baby baby baby, you've got good taste