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Velvet suit, and piano hands,
He's got his hair slicked back like Cary Grant
And he is smooth on a baby grand


Crimson smoke like grenadine
My Partner in crime,he touches me like he
Tickles them ivories

Playing for the tip jar every night
He hasn't made too far but he might,
I sing it, swing it while he plays
We'll get outta here someday

Cause we're busted busted
But we feel diamond dusted
Even if we've got nothing
We're rich in love and that's good enough for me

Woven sequins siren red
I'm draped on the piano like a feather bed
And he says baby, you were born for this

I got my hairspray, satin applique
But he sees me like he's got x-ray
In his eyes, he keeps me electrified

Playing for the tip jar every night
We haven't made too far but we might,
I sing it, swing it while he plays
And we know what it takes

We're busted busted
But we feel diamond dusted
Even if we've got nothing
We're rich in love and that's good enough for me

Maybe its crazy, living on dustbowl dreams
Of fame of fortune, and silver screens

Cause we're busted busted
But we feel diamond dusted
Even if we've got nothing
We're rich in love and that's good enough for me

Cause we're busted busted
But we feel diamond dusted
Even if we've got nothing
We're rich in love and that's good enough for me

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