You’ve got those lips that make me scream
Two arms that hold my fate
And hands that turn my nightmares into dreams
You’ve got those eyes that make me mean
A face that tells a story
Hidden somewhere in the magazines

No inhibitions
Don’t let restrictions
You’re a part time lover
Hiding undercover
No I don’t care
But I don’t like to share
And she things you’re all hers
Which makes me feel like dirt

So let’s keep this professional
Trust me, I want to keep having fun
But we should keep this professional
‘Cause it’s hard to play with rules in the way

(So let’s keep this professional)
(Trust me, I want to keep having fun)
(But we should keep this professional)
(‘Cause it’s hard to play with rules in the way)

So tell me how I’m supposed to feel
You took my world and turned into something
I’m not sure is real
You kiss my neck to seal the deal
Your heart is poison but you make a fortune
With your s-- appeal

No inhibitions
Don’t let restrictions
You’re a part time lover
Hiding undercover
No I don’t care
But I don’t like to share
And she things you’re all hers
Which makes me feel like dirt

So let’s keep this professional
Trust me, I want to keep having fun
But we should keep this professional
‘Cause it’s hard to play with rules in the way
(So let’s keep this professional)
(Trust me, I want to keep having fun)
(But we should keep this professional)
(‘Cause it’s hard to play with rules in the way)
Professional, professional, professional