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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)
Now that you're done
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

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