Are you tired of being an object? 
 Or did you never get the chance to be one
 And now you wanna make sure 
 there’s no fun you’ve been missing?

Are you tired of being an object? 
Or are you just jealous that you ain’t one 
Now you’ve realized that those objects 
Do all the kissing?

 Well, don’t project your spleen 
 On the girl on the magazine 
You never know 
 Maybe she’s feeling [bad word] 
The only human right for which im gonna fight 
 Is everybody’s right to sometime’s feel irresistable

Uh-oh, maybe it’s you who need confidence? 
Maybe it’s you who need real friends 
Well she doesn’t need your voice 
'Cause she’s already got one

 And though she doesn’t push 
 With as much force 
 It can even be stronger than yours 
 When she uses it 
 In a sensi-sensi-sensual whisper

Well don’t project you’t bore on 
The girl on the dance floor 
She doesn’t at all find the mens looks abusive 
She doesn’t want your shield 
Maybe she’s the one who’s free 
Maybe sometimes getting [bad word] can be amusing...?

 Well don’t project you’t bore on 
 The girl on the dance floor 
Don’t project your bile on the girl you can dial 
 She doesn’t want your shield 
Maybe she’s the one who’s free 
Maybe sometimes getting [bad word] can be amusing...?