Fifth Harmony - Reflection (live) | Текст песни

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• Fifth Harmony
• Reflection (live)

I must confess, you looking fresh
Yup, I’m impressed, go ‘head flex
Everybody be hatin’ the way that you be stealing the show
Cause ooh you be killin’ em just like Lil’ Terio

Ooh, you can get anything you want (anything you want)
and can’t nobody (can’t nobody)
ever tell you no (no no)
Don’t need no filters on pictures before you post them on the gram
Shut down the internet they don’t, even understand

Oooh never met nobody quite like you (no no)
Oooh baby everything you know is true

Oh where you from, must be heaven
You’d be rich if looking good was your profession
Think I’m in love, ‘cause you’re so sexy
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection

Why’d you think I’m putting on my favorite perfume?
Why’d you think I’m in this dress so tight that I can barely move?
Why’d you think I’m dancing in these uncomfortable shoes?

I did it all, I did it all, I did it all for you

Oooh don’t you ever get confused (no no)
Oooh baby everything you know is true

Oh where you from, must be heaven
You’d be rich if looking good was your profession
Think I’m in love, ‘cause you’re so sexy
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection

Mirror, mirror on the wall
should I even return his call?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
should I even return his call?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
should I even return his call?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
On the wall

Oh where you from, must be heaven
You’d be rich if looking good was your profession
Think I’m in love, ‘cause you’re so sexy
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection

I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
I’m talking to my own reflection
Boy, I ain’t talking about you
I’m talking to my own reflection