If you've got something to prove
Why don't you step in my room
We'll try to make pretend
That we've got nothing to lose
As fingers crawl through your hair
There's never time to repair
He wants to buy you a drink
And give you his number
He wants to buy you a drink
And give you his number
That playboy whispers in your ear
Got you close to what you want to feel
When twenty dollar bills appear
Don't it seem like nothing's real
We'll try to make pretend
That we've got nothing to lose
But will he play along
The tension turns you on
He wants to buy you a drink
And give you his number
Oh that playboy whispers in your ear
Got you close to what you want to feel
When twenty dollar bills appear
Don't it feel like nothing's real
