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She said, "Why you gotta buy me something to show me you love me? When did we start expressing our feelings with money? I mean, who don't like nice things, but you know what I mean Yeah, you know what I mean, don't ya? I wouldn't be here if the tab stopped running" Mmm She said, "I don't need grand gestures, no Bouquet of roses, private jet moments Burberry or a Bentley, no Just sugar in my tea will do" I feel expensive Oh, when you pay me in attention When touching my soul is your obsession Makes me feel, makes me feel Expensive Oh, when you pay me in attention When touching my soul is your obsession Makes me feel, makes me feel She said, "Why you gotta let your wallet do all of the talking? When did we let money speaking for love become common? I mean, who don't like nice things, but you know what I mean But you know what I mean, don't ya? 'Less the words are in gold, they're worth nothing" She said, "I don't need grand gestures, no Bouquet of roses, private jet moments Burberry or a Bentley, no Just sugar in my tea will do" I feel expensive Oh, when you pay me in attention When touching my soul is your obsession Makes me feel, makes me feel (Oh-oh expensive) expensive Oh, when you pay me in attention When touching my soul is your obsession Makes me feel (makes me feel) Makes me feel (oh, whoa) Making me feel Making me, making me feel Making me feel Making me feel Making me, making me feel Making me feel I don't need grand gestures, no Bouquet of roses, private jet moments Burberry or a Bentley, no Just sugar in my tea will do I feel expensive (oh, whoa) Oh, when you pay me in attention When touching my soul is your obsession (oh) Makes me feel (makes me feel) Makes me feel
Writer(s): Bram Inscore, Andrew Grammer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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