[Intro: DâM-FunK] Chris ! [Verse 1: Christine and the Queens] 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 [Chorus: Christine and the Queens] 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) [Verse 2: Christine and the Queens] 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 pa** by me Think they are baffling a liar F-f*ck 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-f*ck is me? F-f*ck is you, f-f*ck is you, now [Chorus: Christine and the Queens & DâM-FunK] 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' [Outro: Christine and the Queens & DâM-FunK] Touché, touché, touché, touché Touché, touché, touché, touché Touché, touché, touché, touché Touché, touché, touché, touché (You got to keep on rollin' girl Keep rollin', rollin') (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché (Oh no) Touché, touché, touché, touché Yeah