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Mötley Crüe

pochette album Chicks = trouble
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Rolls royce shoppin', vicaden poppin'
Burn my cash in beverly hills
Gold card lover, accountants run for cover
Gucci went and jacked up my bills

Well, i know i shouldn't say it
But truth be told i really thought that pussy was gold

Chicks = trouble
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = trouble
I always step right in, i always step right in the shit
Oh yeah, baby

Oh yeah, i have a jet, my balls are deep in debt
And all she hears is cha-cha-chaching
But she wants more, a gold diggin' whore
Here come the lawyers again

Chicks = trouble
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = trouble
They'll kick you when your down in the ditch
Chicks = trouble
I always step right in, i always step right in the shit

They never said i could catch this from a centerfold
I got it bad and the doctor said i should've known
I should've known, i should've known, yeah, yeah, yeah

Chicks = trouble
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = trouble
They'll kick you when your down in the ditch
Chicks = trouble
You add it up and you get what you get

Chicks = trouble
Oh, you add it up, you get what you get
Oh, she gets it half
Oh no, no

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