Mirrors on the ceiling
Cameras on the corners of my bed (Yeah)
I barely know you, but I’m feeling
Like you really did something to my head (Yeah)
It’s close to midnight
And I just wanna be up in your hair (Yeah, right on)
And I’ll be alright
As long as I feel your body right there

It seems so crystal clear
I know that

Everybody’s somebody’s, freak
Say it again (Right on)
Say it again
Everybody’s somebody’s, freak
The question is
Whose are you? (Right on)

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 (Yeah)
I’ll touch you with precision
Go crazy when you make those sounds
Feels like the best dream
But this time, baby, you can be the star
A freaky sex dream
Read your lines, make sure you play your parts
And when you get next to me
Turn the lights out

Everybody’s somebody’s, freak
Say it again (Right on)
Say it again
Everybody’s somebody’s, freak
The question is
Whose are you? (Right on)

Can I be your, your, your, your, your… freak?
Can I be your, your, your, your, your… freak? (Right on)
Can I be your, your, your, your, your… freak?
Can I be your, your, your, your, your… freak?

Vases, chandeliers
Glass of wine, can of beer
Alcohol can interfere
Here’s the wheel
Can you steer?
Don’t need to get senalier
You perform, I will cheer
You can scream, no one hears
Face your fears
No one cares
The floor appears to be yours
Go ahead, pop the champagne
It’s like we’re on a world tour
The sex will be your campaign, ’cause

Everybody’s somebody’s, freak (Right on)
Say it again (Right on)
Say it again
Everybody’s somebody’s, freak
The question is
Whose are you? (Right on)

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
Turn the lights on