| Going, going, going, going
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| Gone
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| She ain’t hard to recognize
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| Dollar signs are in her eyes
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| Diamond buckles on her little shoes
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| My poor heart is feelin' sad
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| To know that once she could be had
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| If I’d had the price to pay her dues
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| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder
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| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter
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| Going, going, going, going
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| Gone
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| See the mansion on the hill
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| The brand new shiny Coupe de Ville
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| Bought and paid for by the upper classes
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| The price is going up, up, up
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| In searchin' for a bigger cup
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| Her greedy little heart has lost it’s glasses
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| Once upon a long, long time
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| She clung to this heart of mine
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| Simple pleasure was her only need
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| Then a seed of discontent
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| For her old environment
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| Turned her gentle passion into greed
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| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder
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| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter
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| Going, going, going, going
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| Going, going, going, going
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| Gone |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sold to the Highest Bidder, artist - The Electric Prunes. Album song Electric Prunes, in the genre Иностранный рок