I want a man with a smoking jacket And a deeper pocket with money to burn I want a man who knows his status And he makes a habit of loving me ´til it hurts
He might be heavy on the pedal But he knows how to take it slow He might be quite continental But he´s sure gonna take me home Yes, he is
I want a man with a smoking jacket And a car that´s classic living bourgeoisie I want a man whose heart is tragic But he makes his magic every night on me
We go together just like nicotine and Chanel And when he lights up I´m his Lucky Strike Waiting for him to exhale
I want a man with a smoking jacket And a deeper pocket with money to burn I want a man who knows his status
And he makes a habit of loving me ´til it hurts
Velvet and refined, he´s designed to hold me I don´t need a diamond, I like wearing his smoke rings I want a man, I want a man I want a man
I want a man with a smoking jacket And he lights his matches with kerosene
I want a man, I want a man I want a man with a smoking jacket I want a man, I want a man I want a man with a smoking jacket
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