| Up the stairs your vanity is calling on you oo 00
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| In the bedroom, the mirror shows you what to do oo oo You open up your closets and drawers, they have been waiting for you
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| You try on everything you own and enjoy the view
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| Bangles and furs, put them on they’re yours
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| To go with the colors of the diamonds and pearls
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| They make you happy, but some day you’ll see
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| You got what want, but not what you need
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| A thousand dollars worth of perfume bottles
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| And a draw fill of diamond rings
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| Racks of shoes that you’ll never use
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| You click your fingers and servant brings
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| A truck load of precious jewells from across the sea
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| I’ll give it a thought, is this what you really need
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| Bangles and furs, put them on they’re yours
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| To go with the colors of the diamonds and pearls
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| They make you happy, but some day you’ll see
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| You got what want, but not what you need
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| A thousand lonely nights have shown
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| How cruel it is live alone
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| Money and jewells don’t mean a thing,
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| If you don’t have a man to bring
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| The give of a love to surround you every night
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| To break worldly chains that too tight
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| Bangles and furs, put them on they’re yours
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| To go with the colors of the diamonds and pearls
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| They make you happy, but some day you’ll see
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| You got what want, but not what you need |