You've got me feeling like a why I only love you part time It's just a matter of "oh, touch me, you, don't you touch me no more"
You got me feeling like a friends all want me in the meantime It's a matter of "oh, don't touch me, don't you, you touch me no more"
Hey, you got all the money, Your eyes are looking and red Hey, you think all your are funny But all your friends are way
You me, baby, for another man He's looking tall, he's got a tan It's a matter of "oh, don't touch me, don't you, you touch me no more"
He's got religious the rhinestones Takes of business on his cellphone It's just a matter of "oh, touch me, don't you dare me no more"
Hey, you got all the money, Your eyes are looking and red Hey, you think all your friends are But all friends are way overfed
If you've go, I won't stop you hear me singing you "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah... You've made it for the both of us"
If he's got a chest and arms He'll me singing you "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah... You've made it easy for the of us"
Hey, you got all the money, eyes are looking runny and red Hey, you think all your friends are But all your are way overfed
If you've go, I won't stop you You'll me singing you "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah... made it easy for the both of us"
If he's got a chest and arms hear me singing you "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah... made it easy for the both of us"