Every day you want me to make
Something I hate all for your sake
I'm such a fake, I'm just a doll
I'm a rip-off and it turns you on
Put on your clothes
Then I polish my toes
Then I powder my nose
In case you get close (get too close, baby)
Now that you're done
Then I put on a show
Then I gave you the floor
And you just froze
Every day you want me to make
Something I hate all for your sake
I'm such a fake, I'm just a doll
I'm a rip-off and it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
Someone has to do it (do it)
So I guess I will (me)
You want more than flowers and I
I can be your fling
I can be your fling
I can be your fling (can I be yours?)
I can be your boy
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
The Neighbourhood - Flowers Lyrics
The Neighbourhood - Flowers Lyrics
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Every day you want me to make
Something I hate all for your sake
I'm such a fake, I'm just a doll
I'm a rip-off and it turns you on
Put on your clothes
Then I polish my toes
Then I powder my nose
In case you get close (get too close, baby)
Now that you're done
Then I put on a show
Then I gave you the floor
And you just froze
Every day you want me to make
Something I hate all for your sake
I'm such a fake, I'm just a doll
I'm a rip-off and it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
Someone has to do it (do it)
So I guess I will (me)
You want more than flowers and I
I can be your fling
I can be your fling
I can be your fling (can I be yours?)
I can be your boy
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
Something I hate all for your sake
I'm such a fake, I'm just a doll
I'm a rip-off and it turns you on
Put on your clothes
Then I polish my toes
Then I powder my nose
In case you get close (get too close, baby)
Now that you're done
Then I put on a show
Then I gave you the floor
And you just froze
Every day you want me to make
Something I hate all for your sake
I'm such a fake, I'm just a doll
I'm a rip-off and it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
Someone has to do it (do it)
So I guess I will (me)
You want more than flowers and I
I can be your fling
I can be your fling
I can be your fling (can I be yours?)
I can be your boy
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
And it turns you on
Writer: Zachary Abels, Jesse Rutherford, Lars Stalfors, Jeremy Freedman, Brandon Fried, Michael Margott
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC