Every day, you want me to make Something I hate All for your sake I'm such a fake I'm just a doll I'm a rip-off And it turns you on Put some new clothes Then I Polish my toes Then I Put on my nose In case you get close Get too close, baby, I'm done Knock on your door Then I Put on a show Then I Came through the floor And you just froze Every day, you want me to make Something I hate All for your sake I'm such a fake I'm just a doll I'm a rip-off And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on Someone has to do it So I guess I will You want more, if you will Then I I can be your thing I can be your thing I can be your thing I can be your thing And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on I'm a rip-off And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on And it turns you on