Brett Domino - Facsimile lyrics

That's right, girl, bounce that a** Shake it to this tape like you're never coming back That's the main reason why I make this music So I can sit back and watch your body lose it Yeah, just get lost in the moment ‘Cause time don't wait for no man But if time's makin an exception for beauty Then surely it'll slow it right down for you ‘n' me We be pretty well matched But there's a voice in my head saying there's a catch I can't deny that there is s**ual attraction But let's just take a step back before any further action Yeah, you're damn near perfect from your head to your feet You even like to eat the type of food I like to eat We could be soul mates down on paper But I don't feel the bu*terflies when I date ya No, I don't feel the bu*terflies What's with that, girl? You're like a facsimile of my ideal girlfriend You're not the one, but I can't put my finger on why You're like a facsimile of my dream woman You're pretty damn near perfect, but it's perfect that I want Now, don't get me wrong, girl, don't misquote me You're a ten out of ten, yeah and your body's smoking hot Like a wok on a nine-inch hob You got me sweating so hard I got to fetch a mop Everybody be telling me I'm being crazy Not to go home with such a s**y lady ‘Cause I said, in my head, that you're damn near perfect But something unexplainable is making me nervous I don't know why, but I'm not convinced I'm'a just go home now and listen to Prince You don't have to be rich to be my girl You just have to be the one, and you're just not her Though it pains me to say it And believe me, I don't downplay it Yeah, we could be soul mates down on paper But I just don't feel the bu*terflies when I date ya