Gold He Said

Lyrics
Call me Annabella Gold is what I hold [?] I don't care Just gold in my hair No silver, no copper Can't sit on my shoulder I'm richer than Richard the Third I don't need to work Lights go out, I'm all alone Very far away from home Then I looked and he was hooked And he said to me "No more gas! Tough time." Whatta you mean, I can't go to the drug store? I can't get my hair permed anymore? "No more gas Just gold," he said "Gold on my head" My name's Annabella Gold is what I hold So get together we'll sit in a supermarket I lost my cassette in the laundromat But he want to complete my outfit Take my pick it's my favorite trick Before someone grabs it Lights go out, time to flirt So he looked up my skirt Then I boxed and he was hurt, he said "No more gas! Tough time." Whatta you mean, I can't go to the drug store? I can't get my hair permed anymore? "No more gas Just gold," he said "Gold on my head" Do you love Annabella? Gold is what I hold Always me and company I say gold is necessary I want the gold in such a crime It's my magic and my sign Sticking to my air of three Radiating all the heat Lights go out, be romantic I wanna fall in love again So take my gold and hold my head Boyfriend! "No more gas! Tough time." Whatta you mean, I can't go to the drug store? I can't get my hair permed anymore? "No more gas Just gold," he said "Gold on my head"
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Credits
- Writers
- Leigh Gorman
- Dave Barbarossa
- Matthew Ashman
- Malcolm McLaren