One, two
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I treat objects like women
I take beer with a slice of lemon
A millionaire with no money
Get off that pole and dance for me, honey
I like the way the line runs up the back of the stocking
I'm low on fuel, but, bitch, I ain't walking
We met hello and waved goodbye
Don't ask me no questions
And I won't have to lie
No introduction, you know that it's me
He left out the front
But I'm coming out the back so casually
I came for your kisses, your heart-shaped box
Now don't start to tripping
Or our love will go into detox
Now keep me high, don't turn the page
Love is fiction anyway
Love is a fiction anyway
Love is addiction anyway
We met hello and waved goodbye
Don't ask me no questions
I won't have to lie
Now keep me high, don't turn the page
Love is fiction anyway
Love is fiction
Love is fiction
Fiction
Love is fiction
Love is fiction
Fiction
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