I'm working every hour but I'm heading for a crash I'm sick of living fast and running short of cash Tell me what's so bad about wanting to feel so good I want a better life and I'd like to buy one if I could
I've got my key I've got my key to the world Liquidity don't bother me I've got my key to the world
They'll send me all their money and all I have to do is sign Living in a big way a winner all the time In just five golden hours I'd bought myself a car I sold my soul for charge plate gold we know who you are
My key to the world
It's all too easy Buying items on your wish list it's easier than you think But trying to fill the luxury gap has pushed me to the brink To friends I am a legend the man who had them beat But to the credit agencies I'm mr. obsolete ---- delete!
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