Collective Ex - Flea Market Jeans Lyrics

She sits in view
Her eyes on you
You can't refuse it
You can't refuse it
She'll get to you
But you don't know
It's been two years
And she still don't know your name
Hey, hey, hey
You can't refuse it
You can't refuse it
She makes the rules
Even if you wanted to
You couldn't break from your old ways
Hey, hey, hey
Objectified
By lonesome nights
You can't refuse it
You can't refuse it
She'll get you right
It doesn't matter who shot first
Cause there's still millions in the grave
Hey, hey, hey
Behind closed doors
That's when she'll steal your soul
Always drifting but you know
Where she'll be waiting
Behind closed doors
That's when she'll steal your soul
Always drifting but you know
Where she'll be waiting
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
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