It's ideal, oh You need someone to tell you how to feel And you think your happiness is real There's so much more the world has to reveal But you choose to be concealed So you're somebody now But what's a somebody in a nobody town I don't think you even know it So you're somebody now But what's a somebody in a nobody town You made enough to quit a couple years ago But it consumes you It's everywhere you go And just the thought alone got you trippin' Got you losin' your mind And I don't blame you It's everything you know But I, own this time, this ain't new Now, I decide when we're through I love, you love This love We're professional I know, you know We're sophisticated At lovin' (Lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin) We're professional At lovin' (Lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin) What does it mean, oh When your heart's already numb You're professional Won't treat it like it's personal No, 'cause this is just love It always makes its way back around It's dispensable To fall is unacceptable 'Cause everything you've been through made you stronger And every day you learn about yourself And nothing really played out how it's supposed to Depending on somebody else's wealth But now you know the value of a dollar And girl I make enough of it to spend I love the way you've put yourself together I love the way you make that body bend For me again, oh yeah I love, you love This love We're professional I know, you know We're sophisticated At lovin' (Lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin) All of those nights you were up barely holding your own Girl, you've got it made Had you blaming yourself for when life did you wrong Now, you've got it made Getting rich to the drums of your favorite song Girl, you've got it made 'Cause your freedom was here in this cage all along Ooh, how'd you drain all the soul from your eyes How'd you teach, teach yourself how to smile In a world (In a world Where your dreams (Where your dreams) Can't be real, no Every touch that you sell is a lie (Lie) I love, you love This love We're professional I know, you know We're sophisticated At lovin' (Lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin) We're professional At lovin' (Lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin, lovin) We're professional

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