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