Yeah, feel real good Cameras on the ceiling Cameras on the corners of my bed I barely know you but I'm feeling Like you really did something to my head It's close to midnight And I just want to be up in your hair And I'll be alright Long as I feel your body right there It seems so crystal clear, I know that Everybody's somebody's freak Say it again, say it again Everybody's somebody's freak The question is, whose are you? Well, can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Don't need no television I'll just watch your body going down I'll touch you with precision Go crazy when you make those sounds Feels like a wet dream This time, baby, you can be the star A freaky s** dream Visualize, make sure you play your part And when I get nice and hard, turn the lights on Everybody's somebody's freak Say it again, say it again Everybody's somebody's freak The question is, whose are you? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Vases, chandeliers, gla** of wine, can of beer Alcohol can't end the fear, here's the wheel, can you steer? Don't need tickets in the Lear, you perform I would share You can scream, no one hears, feed your face, no one cares The floor appears to be yours Go 'head, pop the champagne Just like we're on a world tour Sex would be a campaign 'Cause everybody's somebody's freak Say it again, say it again Everybody's somebody's freak The question is, whose are you? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? Can I be your, your, your, your, your freak? I think that's enough Yeah, turn the lights on