(Verse)One day my hopes will be made of diamondsAnd

I should have learned to let you stay You didn’

You’re bigger than Elvis and cooler than B.

One, onewould you be mine, would you be my baby tonightcould

Are you back in Greenwich dropping acid?Are you at

In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angelLiving

What happen to… nobody does it better?

Doomed from the startWe met with a goodbye kiss, I

Gramma said she’ll leave the lights on for meGramma

You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of goldPumping

I drop it like it’s hot,On the pole, on the pole.

[Verse 1]Are you gonna hurt me now?Or are you gonna

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos Don’

30 blocks to Fordham Road, That’s a bad neighborhood

You’re like a fake diamondSparkling when the

You can whistle first/for it Baby, you’

Platinum and felt acrylicsSkim the paper for the criticsBaby’

You’re no good for meBaby you’re no good for meYou’re

French vanilla ice cream, just the way I likeDripping

All my friends tell me I should move onI’