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You're so rich, bet you bought yourself a diamond chain To look real cool while you're telling all your friends it's fake But you know it's lies Another bitch from the Upper West Side Credit cards cutting all of your lines, yeah You're so cute bet you really wanna be a star To feel like gold when you're dancing on broken hearts And you know it's true You're no good 'til they're looking at you Bad front, I can see right through, yeah I can't stop judging every thing you do But I can't get enough of you Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh I sleep great knowing we will never be the same 'Cause I'm downtown hanging out while you're in pain And I'm doing fine Even though you're still on my mind Train rides to the Upper West Side, yeah SongtexteI can't stop judging every thing you do But I can't get enough of you Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh I can't stop I can't get enough of you, yeah I can't stop judging every thing you do But I can't get enough of you Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Oooooh, oh-ooh Aus Songtexte Mania