| Go on and tell your friends, go put your best dress on
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| Go on and keep on acting like you’re number one
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| Don’t blame it on yourself, you’ve always done it how you done
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| Ooh girl, you’re getting old
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| Quit acting like a child, you should know that you’ve been wrong
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| Hanging in all these places that you never been before
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| I warned you 'bout these people, I know what they’re looking for
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| Oh, all they want is gold, yeah
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| And I wish that we were back at the bottom, back where we started
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| Drinking out the bottle, getting into trouble
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| We were thick and thin but that was everything, oh
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| Go on and tell your friends, go put your best dress on
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| Go on and keep on acting like you’re number one
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| Don’t blame it on yourself, you’ve always done it how you done
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| Oh girl, you’re getting old
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| You think your shit is gold
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| We never had no diamonds or red bottoms where we’re from
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| I wish you would remember all the places that we’ve gone
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| I’m tired of the show, yeah-yeah
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| All that glitters isn’t gold, yeah-yeah
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| And I wish that we were back at the bottom, back where we started
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| Drinking out the bottle, getting into trouble
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| We were thick and thin but that was everything, oh
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| Go on and tell your friends, go put your best dress on
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| Go on and keep on acting like you’re number one
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| Don’t blame it on yourself, you’ve always done it how you done
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| Oh girl, you’re getting old
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| You think your shit is gold |