Lyrics:

One, two, three, four
Mm
If my car breaks down, he's under the hood
If I need a fire, he brings the wood
If I want a ditch, he grabs a shovel
When things get heavy, he brings the muscle
Yeah, I've got a man who's a real man
Got me wrapped 'round his finger
But he don't know I got the upper hand
W-H-I-P-P-E-D on a leash, aim to please, all for me
Ask all his friends, they'll all admit
I got him whipped
Working like a dog, sweatin' in the heat
Smilin' ear to ear for little old me
When I bat my eyes, he folds like money
He does the dues just for the honey
Yeah, I've got a man who's a real man
Got me wrapped 'round his finger
But he don't know I got the upper hand
W-H-I-P-P-E-D on a leash, aim to please, all for me
Ask all his friends, they'll all admit
I got him whipped like cream
No, he ain't ever late for supper
Mm, whipped, and he knows where his biscuit is buttered
Whoo!
Mm
Yeah, I've got a man who's a real man (mm, yeah, I do)
Got me wrapped 'round his finger
But he don't know I got the upper hand
W-H-I-P-P-E-D (come on)
W-H-I-P-P-E-D on a leash, aim to please, all for me
Ask all his friends, they'll all admit
Go on and ask all his friends, they'll all admit
I got him whipped