It's Book Club, Bitch

(Not a podcast episode).  This is for my book club wife and her book club bitches.

Transcript

She got a Stanley cup full of cabernet
Walkin’ in late yellin’ “Girl, no way”
Kindle loaded up with dragon men
Tattooed hockey boys doin’ it again

Charcuterie lookin’ like a wedding spread
Brie cheese, gossip, and a loaf of bread
“Did you finish chapter thirty-two?”
“Baby, I needed therapy after that dude”

Fourth Wing got us losin’ sleep
ACOTAR got us way too deep
Murder mysteries, spicy scenes
Wine mom mafia fantasy queens

It’s book club, bitch
Pour another glass, get rich
In fictional men with emotional depth
And abs so hard they could stop our breath

It’s book club, bitch
Everybody overshares a little bit
One girl cryin’, one girl tipsy
One girl sayin’ “my husband could NEVER with me”

Hey!
Book club, bitch
Book-book club, bitch

Susan brought a dip nobody touched
‘Cause Karen just admitted way too much
Now everybody’s screamin’ “OH MY GOD”
While Debbie’s search history lookin’ flawed

Somebody’s husband fell asleep at nine
Now she’s in love with a morally gray guy
Enemies to lovers every damn week
We all need help but the vibes are chic

Tabs all open, theories wild
Half these books should come with trials
Hot assassin with a soft heart
Girl, that’s basically modern art

It’s book club, bitch
Cheese board stacked and the candles lit
Talkin’ dragons, smut, and crime
And oversharing every single time

It’s book club, bitch
Nobody here is innocent
We came for books, stayed for tea
And accidentally group therapy

“Oh my God… did he REALLY say that in chapter forty?”
“Pass the salami.”
“Wait… your husband did WHAT?”
“Girl…”

It’s book club, bitch
Monthly meetings gettin’ slightly unhinged
One more bottle, one more twist
One more shadow daddy added to the list

It’s book club, bitch
Fantasy men got us in a chokehold quick
We read, we sip, we vent, we spill
And somehow never finish the book for real

(Book club, bitch)
(Book-book club, bitch)
Ladies night literature hits different, bitch