Letras
Are you tired of being an object?
Or did you never get the chance
To be one,
And now you wanna make sure
There's no fun
You've been missing?
Are you tired of being an object?
Or are you just jealous
That you ain't one,
Now you've realized that those objects
Do all the kissing?
Well, don't project you spleen
On the girl on the magazine
You never know
Maybe she's feeling quite comfortable
The only human right for which I'm
Gonna fight
Is everybody's right to sometimes feel
Irresistible
Uh, oh, maybe it's you who need
Confidence?
Maybe it's you who need real friends
Well, she doesn't need your voice
'Cause she's already got one
And though she doesn't push
With as much force
It can even be stronger than yours
When she uses it
In a sensi-sensi-sensual whisper
Well, don't project your bore
On the girl on the dance floor
She doesn't at all find
The men's looks abusive
She doesn't want your shield
Maybe she's the one who's free
Maybe sometimes getting fucked
Can be amusing?
Well, don't project your bore on
The girl on the dance floor
Don't project your bile
On the girl you can dial
She doesn't want your shield
Maybe she's the one who's free
Maybe sometimes getting fucked
Can be amusing?