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Yeah, I think my paradise is tap
boys Compassion lights, truth is It's more
like a soul to catch a nice guy And a life lived right There's just
some things that they don't tell you, tell you And all the dreams they try
to sell you In all the dreams we try to sell you, sell you The
price of fame can take you to your knees And when it does wanna run
away with me I just wanna make a lot of money Be my own housewife
You, you, you, you, you could be the one I'm calling Honey, give my sex
on my side You, you, you, you, you Years of open stars,
hands like the precious cars You, you, you, you, you, you, you Life every day
in my heart I, I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money
Do my own housewife
Drive fast, take me out of here Louie's out the window in the three when
I'm in the middle Life's great, when we disappear Rockies took the
girl, but the city took the gold on us Ready to take all our names
This industry will try to kill you, kill you But not before they try to
build you, build you They try to take away your wild and free And
when they do wanna run away with me I just wanna make a lot of
money Be my auto housewife You, you, you, you, you, you Could
be the one I'm calling honey Be my sex on the side You, you,
you, you take care of open stars You, you, you, you, you Headlights of precious
cars, life entertaining art I, I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot
of money In my own housewife
Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree I don't pay for nothing,
baby, people pay me And you right beside me, it's just the icing on the
tree I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing Go into
my garden, pick the money off the tree I don't take nobody, baby, people date
me I don't take nobody, baby, people take me And you right beside me, it's
just the icing on the tree And you're like, I want you, and that's my
favorite thing I don't need you, I want you, and that's my
favorite thing I just wanna make a lot of money, be my
own housewife You, you, you, you, you could be the one I'm
calling Honey, be my sex on the side You, you, you, you, you,
you hear the open stars In eight years of open stars, hands like the precious
cars Life's in a day and night, I, I, I, I Just wanna make a
lot of money, get my own housewife Beena, beena

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