You say you work on weekends
At seven in the morning
You fuck me like an old friend
You say your ex was pretty boring, well me too

When we walk into bodegas
I thank God they’re open late-night
Maybe someday I could date you
We’ll play dress-up and I might need you

And I’ll still pretend that I’m your man
And you’ll never mind me staying out when you’re at home in bed
And it’s the fool who fell for you
No, it’s not me talking, don’t believe a word he says to you
Oh let’s pretend you’ll picture me too

So tell me what you’re into
And I can do you that way
Throw you back against the window
Leave your clothes all in the hallway with your shoes

Show me to your best friends
I’ll wear a brand-new t-shirt
So a better first impression
Is what I leave when it’s all over with you

And I’ll still pretend that I’m your man
And you’ll never mind me staying out when you’re at home in bed
Oh and it’s the fool who fell for you
No, it’s not me talking, don’t believe a word he says to you
Oh let’s pretend you’ll picture me too

Yeah ooh-sha-la-la, ooh-sha-la-la
Ooh-sha-la-la, ooh-sha-la-la
Ooh-sha-la-la, ooh-sha-la-la-ah

So let’s pretend that I’m your man
And you’ll never mind me staying out when you’re at home in bed
Oh and it’s the fool who fell for you
No, it’s not me talking, don’t believe a single word he says to you
Oh let’s pretend you’ll picture me too
Oh let’s pretend you’ll picture me too
Oh let’s pretend you’ll picture me too









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