Girlfriend (feat. Dâm-Funk) [Palms Trax Remix]

I'm gone in a flick, but back in a second
 With salted skin, rash for no reason
 Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with envy
 F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly?
 Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
 For lusting after is the usual freak show
 May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
 F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then girlfriend
 Don't feel like a girlfriend
 But lover
 Damn, I'd be your lover
 Girlfriend
 Don't feel like a girlfriend
 But lover
 Damn, I'd be your lover (touché, touché yeah)
 Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lake
 Let's see now how fast you're breathing
 And how long this will all take
 Those who used to pass by me think they are baffling a liar
 F-fuck is you? You don't even taste much better!
 Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
 I muscled in for I wanted to hold him
 Then shriveled to let those bird-dogs rage through
 F-fuck is me? F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now, girlfriend
 Don't feel like a girlfriend
 But lover
 Damn, I'd be your lover
 Girlfriend
 Don't feel like a girlfriend
 But lover
 Damn, I'd be your lover
 Chris, I don't know why you trippin'
 Touché, touché, touché, touché
 Touché, touché, touché, touché
 Touché, touché, touché, touché
 You got to keep on rollin' girl,
 keep rollin', rollin' (touché, touché)
 Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
 Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
 Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
 Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby) (oh no, yeah)