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I don't wanna leave, Bernadette, But I don't wanna live with the jet set. I don't wanna leave with you payin' all my debts, With that alimony, palimony, whatever it is you get. Ooh, Bernadette, you are so expensive. You've never done a day's work in your life, You've got no incentive. You've made a career out of punting off all of the men you've slept with. Ooh, Bernadette, you are so expensive. I can't get a job, Bernadette, So all that I can offer are a lot of bad debts If you marry me, Bernadette, You'll lose the alimony, palimony, whatever it is you get. Ooh, Bernadette, you are so expensive. You've never done a day's work in your life, You've got no incentive. You've made a career out of punting off all of the men you've slept with. Ooh, Bernadette, you are so expensive. Ooh, Bernadette, Bernadette. Ooh, Bernadette, Bernadette. [Bernadette's got a house in the country, She's really got it made. SongtexteHer lawyers made her filthy rich, She's got all expenses paid.] Maybe a famous rock star will fly you away, Then you'll eat him all up, And spit him out, With a dash of Perrier. And when you've had enough You'll throw him away, And take him for all you can get. Yeah, you like it don't you, Bernadette? I don't want to leave Bernadette, But I wanna keep a little bit of self respect. I don't want to leave with you paying all my debts, With that alimony, palimony, whatever it is you get. Ooh, Bernadette, you are so expensive. You've never done a day's work in your life. You've got no incentive. Women like you oughta be locked up, For giving others a bad name. Ohh, Bernadette, you are so expensive. Ooh, Bernadette, Bernadette. Ooh, Bernadette. I think you're sad Aus Songtexte Mania