Every day, you want me to make Something I hate, all for your sake I´m such a fake, I´m just a doll I´m a rip-off, and it turns you on
Put on your clothes Then I polish my toes Then I powder my nose In case you get close (get too close, baby) Knock on your door Then I put on a show Then I gave you the floor And you just froze
Every day, you want me to make Something I hate, all for your sake I´m such a fake, I´m just a doll I´m a rip-off, and it turns you on
And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on
Someone has to do it (Do it) So, I guess I will (Me) You want more than flowers And I, I can be your fling I can be your fling I can be your fling (Can I be yours?) I can be your boy
And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on