Your arms wrap around you
You make love to yourself
But there's nothing in your blood
You fall in love with yourself
Think about yourself a bit
Will be to think about me
But you don't love yourself
Your arms wrap around you
You make love to yourself
Your arms wrap around you
You make love to yourself
It won't give you a choice
With her ten-finger chords
And when your solar plexus is hit
You fall in love with yourself
You fall in love with yourself