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The Chanel, the Dior and the PradaTake it home, make a fire in the gardenSome night kids, so godlessOne day it's gonna be not like thisBlack sand on all our beachesWitchcraft, split lip and a bee stingBut what I really wanna know isDo I look like a fool?'Cause I must be a foolTo hold on to precious metals like I doTo hold on to precious metals like I doThe Chanel, the Dior, and the PradaGive my best to the ones that are botheredTake a flight trip to JakartaAll the kids at the shows make it louderAll of the feelingsAnd all of the tears are goingAll of the secretsAnd all of the schemes that don't go my wayI wish you would come backDidn't want to run backCome back, bet you want to come backAnd I'll find youDo I look like a fool?'Cause I must be a foolTo hold on to precious metals like I doTo hold on to precious metals like I do
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