Heartattack

She was sexy, almost evil, she was a devil in disguise
She ripped me off — I had to pay the price
Versace was her prayer and Prada was her creed
She hijacked all my credit cards to satisfy her needs
Achtung — I’m on a road to ruin
Achtung — she’s got me by the balls
Achtung — I don’t know what I’m doing
She’s driving me insane
Oh my god I get a heart attack
Oh my god I get a heart attack
Gimmeda gimmeda gimmeda money back
Oh my god I get a heart attack
Of course she needed diamonds
Of course she loved champagne
Her noble nose was stuck in pure cocaine
She ate me up with Gucci, she killed me with Chanel
She led her life in luxury — I had to pay the bill