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If you're gonna treat me right I'll take to heaven every night But God forbid you leave me by myself I'll take you to hell, Take you to hell Three golden rings he got on his hand He likes to go to the south of France I can't tell if this is romance Baby what's his plan? I don't wanna be a diva, so dramatic But that's the price you payin' if you want my magic Not the kind of lover you can just get back with (no, no) If you're gonna treat me right I'll take to heaven every night But God forbid you leave me by myself I'll take you to hell, Take you to hell Heart of gold that's made of steel I'm not a bite, I'm a five course meal You want the rest, you better sell your soul Nobody has to know I don't wanna be a diva, so dramatic But that's the price you payin' if you want my magic SongtexteNot the kind of lover you can just get back with, no, no If you're gonna treat me right I'll take to heaven every night But God forbid you leave me by myself I'll take you to hell, Take you to hell I can be naughty or nice I can be all the things you like Swinging my crosses side to side La la la la, La la la la If you're gonna treat me right I'll take to heaven every night But God forbid you leave me by myself I'll take you to hell, Take you to hell Aus Songtexte Mania