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Your lipstick stains Smells like a cheap hotel Diamond watches and a gold chain Can't make my frown turn around The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it Taste it, see it, feel it Bone it, own it, yeah yeah... Diamonds are a paper chaser Get that money, yeah yeah... You get high crock a whole bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight Your bossed stuck swag Got 'em drooling like a new born bag... Aus Songtexte Mania