Tekster: Cure (The). Three Imaginary Boys. Object.

You know you turn me on
Eyes so wide and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes

Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
Because I can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes

But I don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me...

Object object object object...

You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And I want you
But don't try to hold me
Because I don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes


But I don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me...

You're just an object
Object object object
You're just an object