Don't talk to me...

Don't talk to me of Paris
Or Denise or Kate
I've had had an earful
And get quite tearful
Even without a drink to drink...
I'm not your sloppy seconds
You choice you can't decide
I'm not prepared to slide
Into a place that makes me feel
Insecure, unloved, not real...
I want a man who has a plan
To be with me, not check and see
If someone else could fit the bill
I hope they do, cos see that hill?
I'm off to reach the top
And your not going to stop
Me...