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You buy me things, golden rings |
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Expect to find my love increasing |
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It's no surprise you act so nice |
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But what is cash compared to kisses? |
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Get down, I'm hittin' direct |
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I don't ask for much, just a little respect |
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'Cauce I don't wanna be your favourite toy |
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Put your wallet down now baby |
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You really think that you can buy me |
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Sorry, I have to say I'm not just for sale |
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Step on me and get burnt, then you get what you deserve |
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I'm not your propery baby |
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A true love must be earned, to get one in return |
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And I know I'll have to to let you down |
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You're havin' fun as your dollars run |
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But this time you won't be the winner |
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You wonder why I say bye-bye |
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But I don't wanna play the sinner |
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Get real, like I told you before |
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I don't do the tricks, always lookin' for more |
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'Cause I don't give a *huh* 'bout your money, honey |
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That's the way you'll never have me |
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You really think that you can own me |
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Sorry, I have to say that's just not the way |
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Step on me and get burnt, then you get what you deserve |
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I'm not your propery baby |
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A true love must be earned, to get one in return |
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And I know I'll have to to let you down |
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Poor is the man who needs to breed |
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And has to pay to spread his seed |
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Boys like you I disregard |
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I'm not in love with your credit card |
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Put you wallet down now baby |
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That's the way you'll never have me |
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Step on me and get burnt, then you get what you deserve |
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I'm not your propery baby |
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A true love must be earned, to get one in return |
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And I know I'll have to to let you down |