Vanities are only charity
And she makes donations at the Tiffany's,
Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by
She sold her dreams for security
To a man that now she hardly ever sees
With a cold मार्टीनी, मार्टिनी, एक प्रकार की बन्दूक in her hand, she don't mind, don't mind
So throw all your luxuries aside
You can't take them with आप when आप die
Still when I look into your
Eyes are full of dollar signs
Oh, reach, into a pocketful of dreams
Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams
Oh, take a chance, don't matter if आप fail
you're too scared to try cause आप might break a nail, oh
If आप डिज़ाइन a plastic happiness,
Then climb...
continue reading...
