Taking Me Home Lyrics

     you come here to my work
     you come here every day
     to make sure i'm still here
     you look at me that way

     rings on my fingers and
     bows in my hair
     you think i'm your present
     you'll unwrap me here

     is this a bad dream
     is this really my life
     well you wanna know
     you'll show me tonight

     NOT FOR SALE
     NOT YOUR GIRL
     NOT YOUR THING

     i'm here on the counter
     with no money down
     for nine ninety nine
     you're taking me home

     a dozen red roses
     a cute little house
     a cheap little ring
     the deal is cut, now

     something is messed up here
     something isn't right
     we're s'posed to be free
     i'm s'posed to be mine

     this part of my body
     that you're pricing now
     i'm cutting it off
     i'm throwing it out

     NOT FOR SALE
     NOT YOUR GIRL
     NOT YOUR THING

     i got me mixed up with somebody else
     i got me mixed up with somebody else