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Description
Somewhere between a 5 AM phone call and a promise to "never do that again," a strange chemistry is born. The one where decency loses its voice and confidence smells like perfume with hints of audacity. Here, no one owes anyone anything, but they both pretend it's a sacred ritual. She's in her boss era, even in winter with a pedicure and a light haze in the mirror, and he's a hero without a script, once again falling for inspiration in human form. And it seems simple: it's not love, just a muse. As is well known, only the muse always knows where to poke to make a song - and a wallet - sing.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Oh, yeah
High maintenance
I got the right hands for you
You know I like a little attitude
Is that really all natural? Oh
I want all your serving
Make you pay for all that curving
I won't take it personal, oh
I should have some shame
When you hit me at 5am
When I get the chance to pay you back
I can't help but give in, give in
'Cause you're not my girl
But you're still my muse
Make me wanna get my money up
And spend it on you
You're not my girl
But you still my muse
You're supposed to be my number one
And not his number two, whoa
My muse
My, my, my, my
My muse
My muse, oh yeah, oh yeah
I think I've waited long enough to confess my lovin' and my sins
I could write like a hundred songs all about you
I could touch you without skin
She eat up in her boss era
Undressing in a foggy mirror
Toes done even in the winter
She a real winner, oh-oh, oh yeah
I should have shame
When you hit me at 5am (ah yeah)
When I get the chance to pay you back
I can't help but give in, give in
'Cause you're not my girl
But you're still my muse
Make me wanna get my money up
And spend it on you
You're not my girl
But you still my muse
You're supposed to be my number one
And not his number two, whoa oh
My muse
My, my, my, my
My muse
My muse, oh yeah, oh yeah
English translation
Oh, yeah
High maintenance
I got the right hands for you
You know I like a little attitude
Is that really all natural? Oh
I want all your serving
Make you pay for all that curving
I won't take it personal, oh
I should have some shame
When you hit me at 5am
When I get the chance to pay you back
I can't help but give in, give in
'Cause you're not my girl
But you're still my muse
Make me wanna get my money up
And spend it on you
You're not my girl
But you still my muse
You're supposed to be my number one
And not his number two, whoa
My muse
My, my, my, my
My muse
My muse, oh yeah, oh yeah
I think I've waited long enough to confess my lovin' and my sins
I could write like a hundred songs all about you
I could touch you without skin
She eat up in her boss era
Undressing in a foggy mirror
Toes done even in the winter
She a real winner, oh-oh, oh yeah
I should have shame
When you hit me at 5am (ah yeah)
When I get the chance to pay you back
I can't help but give in, give in
'Cause you're not my girl
But you're still my muse
Make me wanna get my money up
And spend it on you
You're not my girl
But you still my muse
You're supposed to be my number one
And not his number two, whoa oh
My muse
My, my, my, my
My muse
My muse, oh yeah, oh yeah