Listening to old school R&B. Toni Braxton’s He Wasn’t Man Enough for Me is a favourite. I love the beat and at the same time, the cattiness of it is delicious.
Sadly the song also hits a bit too close for me. Too many times I get insecure women accusing/waging war thinking I want their men.
And I never thought I’d be able to say to a woman “I’ve already had your man” with absolute sincerity. But yeah, now I can.
The cattiest line:
”Well, I think it’s time you know the truth
I think he’s just the man for you.”
My rule is – if he loves me, he wouldn’t swap me for someone else. So you take my man (happened), you keep him and good riddance.
They always come back, the sodding dimwits.