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Down, down, down, down |
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You know how it feels |
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You smoke the best cigars |
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And drive the fastest cars |
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You always get your way |
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Beluga caviar |
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You thank your lucky stars |
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You live in |
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Saint Tropez |
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You don't make idle threats |
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Collecting on all your debts |
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You only play to win |
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You've got the |
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Gucci shoes |
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But make too many moves |
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Look at the shape you're in |
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Like a house of cards in a hurricane, you go |
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Chorus: Down, down, down, down ' |
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Till you bottom out |
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Now you know how it feels |
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When you hit the ground |
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You go, down, down, down, down ' |
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Till you bottom out |
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Now you know how it feels |
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Your house of cards is falling down |
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You're down with heads of state |
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Eat off a silver plate |
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But only if it shines |
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You've got them running scared |
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You strip the market bare |
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Then watch it take a dive |
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You left the girl at home |
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You bought the silicone |
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Then took her on parade |
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But now your life's a mess |
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It took the |
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IRS To blow it all away |
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Like a house of cards in a hurricane, you went |
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Repeat Chorus |
