Lyric Taking Me Home

you come here to my work
you come here every day
to make sure i m still here
you look at me that way
rings on my fingers and
bows in my hair
you think i m your present
you ll unwrap me here
is this a bad dream
is this really my life
well you wanna know
you ll show me tonight
NOT FOR SALE
NOT YOUR GIRL
NOT YOUR THING
i m here on the counter
with no money down
for nine ninety nine
you re taking me home
a dozen red roses
a cute little house
a cheap little ring
the deal is cut, now
something is messed up here
something isn t right
we re s posed to be free
i m s posed to be mine
this part of my body
that you re pricing now
i m cutting it off
i m throwing it out
NOT FOR SALE
NOT YOUR GIRL
NOT YOUR THING
i got me mixed up with somebody else
i got me mixed up with somebody else