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Hips sway and lips lie
Like clockwork, she's in control
Of all the right guys
And I'm still waiting

Fitted hats and car alarms
In her high-tops with her favorite song
She's showing off the way she walks
It's on

Take me, show me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get in to
Just fake it for me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
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 oh, whoa oh)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get in to
Just fake it for me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
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
Hips sway and lips lie   Like clockwork, she's in control   Of all the right guys   And I'm still waiting      Fitted hats and car alarms   In her high-tops with her favorite song   She's showing off the way she walks   It's on      Take me, show me   (Whoa oh, whoa oh)   The corners of your empty room   The trouble we could get in to   Just fake it for me   (Whoa oh, whoa oh)   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 oh, whoa oh)   The corners of your empty room   The trouble we could get in to   Just fake it for me   (Whoa oh, whoa oh)   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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