Lyrics Want What You Got - The Beaches

Want What You Got

All the wicked things that I keep thinking
Are putting lines across my face
I should be happy with what I’ve got going
Shouldn’t be bitter at my age
Someone amazing’s in the room
And I don’t want them to be there
They’re looking beautiful and cool
I just want to feel that too
I want your suntan
I want your boyfriend
I want what you got, I say it a lot
I want your small waist
Want your vacation
I want what you got, I say it a lot
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
I want what you got, I say it a lot
I want your car
I want your apartment
I want what you got, I say it a lot
Uh!
Yeah
I never used to have to care about anything
I used to dream while I was baked
But now I want to be like girls on the television
There’s just so much I want to change
'Cause we’ve all joined a gym
But I don’t ever go to it
They say that mind fulling is in
Uh, I tried it didn’t like it, but you did and now you’re somewhere
I want your suntan
I want your boyfriend
I want what you got, I say it a lot
I want your small waist
Want your vacation
I want what you got, I say it a lot
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
I want what you got, I say it a lot
I want your car
I want your apartment
I want what you got, I say it a lot
You got the diamonds, got the attitude, the Louboutin shoes
You got the pet albino cat and the black car to abuse
Toronto youths and part-time models dating chefs with tattoos
We’re all just waiting here, just waiting here for something to do
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
I want what you got
I want what you got
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
I want what you got
I want your suntan
I want your boyfriend
I want what you got, I say it a lot
I want your number
I want your paycheck
I want what you got, I say it a lot
Uh!