Loose change, Another penny in my pocket again, No Shame, Another heart shaped locket, Choke chain With 24 carats just to hock it again, Like there's nobody home, Yeah, there's nobody home.
Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold.
Yeah, your money don't fold.
Stuck, stood still at your door, banging, Shouting through your letter hole, Like there's nobody home. Yeah, there's nobody home.
Teeth clean, nineteen, Ice queen licking on a guillotine, Buckled down on your floor, Buckled down on your floor.
Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold. Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold. All that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold. Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold.
I wanna double my money, So don't act, don't act like there's nobody home. Yeah, quit playing god on your telephone. I got love in my tummy, About as funny as a broken bone... Like there's nobody home, Yeah, there's nobody home.
Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold. Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold. Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold. Cause all that glitters is gold, Till your glitter gets old, Then your money don't fold.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
