Powders

(Okay) Powders in between palms in the dry Pacific night Ooh Hands pulling me to a new place Ooh I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man Free house Greatest two words to hear at sixteen Glee, you've arrived Floral notes from your friends In between the crowd, we lock eyes This fragrance should elevate your handsomeness She's looking up from the packaging and smiling I know this girl, I've seen her at school "Then I'll take a pallet!" I laugh The snap of my quip is caught under another shopper asking for directions to the restroom She turns back to me "Would you like this gift-wrapped?" "No, thank you" I watch her hands "Okay, that'll be 49.95" I think I love her (I'm your man, I'm your man) (Okay) I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man, I'm your man I'm your man, I'm your man --- Powders - Alt-J