Lyrics: SIENNA SPIRO/Omer Fedi/Michael Pollack
Music: SIENNA SPIRO/Omer Fedi/Michael Pollack
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, 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, 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
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, 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
Material lover, yeah
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