Song caption contest

Who dat, writin' to make fun of zee man? Who dat, me wanna know? Thanks for the comment, anonymous reader. I bet you work wonders with a cattle prod.

Good weekend. Nice sunny Monday morning. Public transportation, and piped musical intrusion. Screeeech.

First, something tells me "I'm your lady, and you are my man" is a Celine Dion constipation. Er, I mean composition. This line is so asinine. Call me a heterosexual chauvinist, but if "I'm your lady", what could possibly follow?

You are my potted plant
You are my goat
You are my horse (Switch to "Horse with no name" at this point)
You are my Chihuaha
You are my Obama (this might work)
You are my pai-kia (this would work)
You are my kimochi
You are my sunshine (shoot me)
You are my alimony (genius!)

And the winning entry is: "I'm your lady, and you are my bitch"

I am back.