I never met someone like you Never talked to someone who talks the way you do Without being scared, of acting a fool. (Dadadei, dadadei.) I felt your skin under my lingering touch You draw with your words like an artist does And then you talk to me talk to me talk to me. Like lovers do, oh And then you're touching me touching me touching me. Like a lover would do But I know you don't mean it, Cause I don't look like the other girls Straight out the magazine And yes I know, i am not what you're looking for But it's not your fault and neither it's mine, mmh But I still, I do do do still feel your hands Randomly touching my shoulders Randomly touching my hair Radomly touching my fingers And i'm randomly catching you stare. You're randomly touching my shoulders You're randomly touching my hair You're randomly touching my fingers And i'm randomly catching you stare. In Those small moments I see me as I see me as, The other girls, those beauty queens, Straight out the magazines Oh, Who knows who knows who knows What you're thinking about, Baby