Tux (Your Body Fills Me, Boo)
Oh, I'm lonely and suffocating in this plastic bag
It's been so long since I felt my man
I wish he would put me on and wear me out
'Cause I don't know how long I can hang around
I don't belong here with the rest of you off the red cloth
'Cause I'm a custome, how dare you
'Cause I was born to be worn
Custom fit to make you feel legit
I was expensive, excessive
Now you are too embarrassed to wear me round the house
I'm black and I'm white
I go with silver, I go with gold
You can't keep me in this bag forever
I'm gonna bust on through to you
She was born to rep your body, baby
She was born to rеp your body, baby
I was never for you
I was always for someonе else
I gotta bust on through to you, yeah
She was born to rep your body, baby, ooh
I was your passport to so many rooms
Your mask of pure exclusivity
Now you treat me like a long gone novelty
A costume, is that how you see me?
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
I gotta bust on through to you
Got nothing to do
Black tie is on the shelf
What's an empty tuxedo supposed to do?
She was born to rep your body, baby
She was born to rep your body, baby
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
I gotta bust on through to you
She was born to rep your body, baby, ooh
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
I gotta bust on through to you, yeah
She was born to rep your body, baby
What's an empty tuxedo supposed to do?
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
Your body fills me, boo
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
Don't know just what to do
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right, right, right, right, right
She was born to rep your body, baby
Your body fills me, boo
She was born to rep your body, baby
She was born to rep your body, baby
Don't know just what to do
She was born to rep your body, baby
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right
She was born to rep your body, baby
It's been so long since I felt my man
I wish he would put me on and wear me out
'Cause I don't know how long I can hang around
I don't belong here with the rest of you off the red cloth
'Cause I'm a custome, how dare you
'Cause I was born to be worn
Custom fit to make you feel legit
I was expensive, excessive
Now you are too embarrassed to wear me round the house
I'm black and I'm white
I go with silver, I go with gold
You can't keep me in this bag forever
I'm gonna bust on through to you
She was born to rep your body, baby
She was born to rеp your body, baby
I was never for you
I was always for someonе else
I gotta bust on through to you, yeah
She was born to rep your body, baby, ooh
I was your passport to so many rooms
Your mask of pure exclusivity
Now you treat me like a long gone novelty
A costume, is that how you see me?
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
I gotta bust on through to you
Got nothing to do
Black tie is on the shelf
What's an empty tuxedo supposed to do?
She was born to rep your body, baby
She was born to rep your body, baby
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
I gotta bust on through to you
She was born to rep your body, baby, ooh
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
Don't say you got nowhere to go, man
Use it or lose it
I was never for you
I was always for someone else
I gotta bust on through to you, yeah
She was born to rep your body, baby
What's an empty tuxedo supposed to do?
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
Your body fills me, boo
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
Don't know just what to do
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right, right, right, right, right
She was born to rep your body, baby
Your body fills me, boo
She was born to rep your body, baby
She was born to rep your body, baby
Don't know just what to do
She was born to rep your body, baby
I know it may not feel quite right
But put on your bowtie tonight
I know it may not feel quite right
She was born to rep your body, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Meghan Uremovich, Maximilian Turnbull, Roger Joseph Manning
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