Hips sway and lips lie
Like clockwork she's in control of all the right guys
And I'm still waiting, fitted hats and a car alarm
In her high-tops with her favorite song
She's showing off the way she walks, it's on
Take me, show me (Whoa, whoa)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get into
Just fake it for me (Whoa, whoa)
Disregard the footsteps and we'll never tell a soul
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious
I walk a fine line
Between the right and the real
They watch me closely, but talk is cheap here
Like a weightless currency
Your words don't mean shit to me
I'm always cashing out
Take me, show me (Whoa, whoa)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get into
Just fake it for me (Whoa, whoa)
Disregard the footsteps and we'll never tell a soul
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious, I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless
Tonight I'm finding a way
To make the things that you say
Just a little less obvious I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless
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