Powders

Okay
Same, sorry

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 snap of my quip is caught under another shopper
Asking for directions to the restroom
Shе turns back to me
Would you like this gift wrapped?
No, thank you
I watch hеr 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