Well, I like these things You can buy with money On a day that's wrong, but a day that's sunny Pick it up with my hands, put it out on sale They can't do it like me-e-e Can't do it like me When it's all going up like a burning fever My feet on the ground like a super feeler, yeah And I don't know much, but I know this one thing
They can't do it like me-e-e Can't do it like me, yeah
I crave a real connection I like to turn the page With my hands and my nails That match my summer shade Some call that superficial To wanna touch the cover But I'm a material lover, yeah A material lover, mmm
When I step outside and I see what's happening It's not fair, not fair, not fair, it's a pattern When I go too far, but come back quickly
They can't do it like me-e-e Can't do it like, they can't do it like me
I crave a real connection I like to turn the page With my hands and my nails That match my summer shade Some call that superficial To wanna touch the cover But I'm a material lover, yeah A material lover
I want a real thing now, mmm I want a real thing now I do, I do, I do-o-o-o Material lover, yeah
Oh, tu-ru-ru, tu-ru, tu-tu Oh-oh-oh Materi-eria-al, say it when you don't want I could give a real thing to you, oh Materi-eria-al, say that you want more I could give a real thing to you, oh
Compositores: SIENNA SPIRO, Omer Fedi & Michael Pollack