There's a million eyes on you. Hey, blondie. I took a million tries for you and I wanna take a million more. Hey, blondie. If you ever get tired of me, just remember what I'm really here for. Those twisted curls that feel like cursive and but you don't crumble. You might miss one step, you still don't stumble.
[Chorus] She said, "What you know 'bout love?" (I'll tell you everything) I got what you need (Oh) Walk up in the store and get what you want (Go get it) You get what you please We 'bout to get it
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