Powders
Powders in between palms
In the dry Pacific night
Ooh
Hands pulling me
To a whole new place
Ooh
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
"Free house," greatest two words
To hear at sixteen
Ooh
Glee, you've arrived
Floral notes from your friends
In between the crowd, we lock eyes
This fragrance should elevate your handsomeness
She's looking up from the packaging and smiling
I know this girl, I've seen her at school
"Then I'll take a palette" I laugh
The is caught under another shopper
Asking for directions to the restroom
She turns back to me
"Would you like this gift wrapped?"
"No, thank you"
I watch her hands
"Okay, that'll be £49.95"
I think I love her
...Okay
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
I'm your man, I'm your man
