Department Store Chic

Love
You know
Is a loaded gun

I got a hair-trigger, baby
So
Let's have some fun

I saw your frame
And expressive eyes

Candy in the air of
Aisle nineteen
Almost had me paralyzed

You want designer
Shoes and handbags
But what you got now
It ain't bad

Life could be lighter
With more finer things
I know
I know

But in your denim jeans
And a twenty-dollar sweater
You're making lose my mind
Ohh
Just meet in the check-out line

Want to have you
Want to have you
Want to have you

Want to have you
Want to have you
Want to have you

(Guitar solo)

Don't get me wrong
It's not just what you buy
Please do not feel fetishized

What's more important
Who you are inside
I know, I know

But if you look this good in the day
I can't wait till I whisk you away
If you let me babe
One thing I wanna do

Want to have you
Want to have you
Want to have you

Want to have you
Want to have you
Want to have you

Listen
You don't need to break the bank
To look good

I don't care
If you get your eyelashes
From the Gap

It's in the way
You wear them
You know?

So don't ever change a thing
I see you in that Wild Fable
Brass Plum
No Boundaries
I don't know...