Looking for Gold

Tell me baby can I trust you
Do you understand my language
Could we be honest for a second
It’s okay if you call me a bitch
All I know is that you want to show
Shout but still lie low
Looking for gold, baby where’s that sold
That can’t be bought or sold
Looking for gold baby that can’t be bought or sold
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Tell me baby what you’re thinking
Would you please give me your number
Could you come on and get your colours
Would you catch me if I’d stumble
All I know is that you don’t want it to show
Shout but still stay cool
Looking for gold, baby where’s that sold
That can’t be bought or sold
Looking for gold baby that can’t be bought or sold
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And tell me baby can you feel it
Could anything get harder
And tell me baby can you feel it
Why would you even bother
All I know is that you don’t want it to show
Shout but still stay cool
Mi accorgo ora che io non ho mai avuto alcun interesse reale
Per nulla, e non so capire come ho potuto vivere in tanto vuoto
Eppure ci sono vissuta
Se qualcosa c’era, un pò, d’istintivo amore, così, per la vita
E s' inaridiva, come in un giardino
In cui non passa nessuno
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Looking for gold, baby where’s that sold
That can’t be bought or sold (bought or sold)
Looking for gold baby that can’t be bought or sold
Papadapapadada
Looking for gold, baby where’s that sold
Don’t leave me out in the cold
Looking for gold baby that can’t be bought or sold!
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