Well you look so basic Well you look good on the floor All you feel is instinct For the thing you were made for Just cause mother told you Don't mean I am just your fool But that look you give me Tells me I am more to you He calls you lover You and your mind Now you discover What's there to find So you look onwards At things unknown And there it's waiting And there it's shown But your mind is racing Bout the things that I have done Oh your lipstick tastes good Guess that's all that I have won