Original lyrics

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Good Morning America Are you ready 5-4-3-2-1 Touch the way You make me feel When you touch my face It feels so good Here we go Yeah You better love You better love You better love All my life living with this bullshit All my life (Body, face, lipstick, grace) Who do you think you are Who do you think you are Who do you think you are (You take me all the way) You better love You better love You better love You better love You better love me You better love You better love You better love me You better love You better love me You better love You better love me You better love You better love me You better love You better love You want a girl with her legs open and her mouth shut A lady who bats her eyelashes and silences the proof A maiden who gives until she gives up So you can crown yourself with counterfeit truth You want a muse to sing your battles A goddess to kneel beneath your throne A damsel to carry your shame A doll to dress up, used, then left alone You march down your road to power With no reason, rhyme, or quest Just echoes of fear dressed up as pride And a woman to blame for your madness To just say yes Well, guess what She says no You better love You better love You better love You better love You better love me You better love You better love You better love It kind of occurred to me People that are photogenic At 3:30 in the morning Are fucking icons Good morning, America