If your mind's just like mine
Think about what it feels like to satisfy me
You might be psychic
And I like it
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Psychic
I swear that I had a vision
The countertop in your kitchen
Your Saint Laurent dress was missing
You were doing the most
So let's just turn off the lights
Our future looking real bright