Barcodes

(Barcodes, barcodes, yeah)
Meet me in the dressing room
I'll try you on for size
But I'll be looking for something new
If you don't fit just right

There's nothing I love more than window shopping
I just can't help myself

I'm trying on guys like clothes
Watch me take 'em off real slow
And god I know
That I'm scanning through 'em like barcodes

I don't need something comfortable
I just want what's in style
Yeah, I'm a regular customer
They keep my card on file

There's nothing I love more than window shopping
I just can't help myself

I'm trying on guys like clothes
Watch me take 'em off real slow
And god I know
That I'm scanning through 'em like barcodes

There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
Barcodes, barcodes, yeah
There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
Barcodes, barcodes, yeah

And If you make it home with me
It's still not guaranteed
'Cause I know better
Than to lose receipts

I'm trying on guys like clothes
(I'm trying on guys like)
Watch me take 'em off real slow
And god I know
(And god I know)
That I'm scanning through 'em like barcodes

There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
Barcodes, barcodes, yeah
There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
There's nothing I love more
Barcodes, barcodes, yeah

Barcodes, barcodes, yeah
Barcodes, barcodes, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Diones, Trey Strange, Keller Hudson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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