Lyrics

I'm gonna comb my hair and brush my teeth I'm gonna lay my favourite shirt out neat I'll catch my train at nine fifteen I'm watching people watching me I'm getting supersonic, catatonic Don't you wanna play with me? (Oh, yeah) I'm dressing so ironic, gin and tonic Paparazzi won't let me leave (Yeah, yeah) Give me the glitterati I want the glitter on me Give me the glitterati I want the glitter on me INSTRUMENTAL I want my watches gold, my Royces roll I want my diamonds bold And my diamonds sold Girls in heels but not too tall I want my caviar in a heart shaped bowl I'm getting catastrophic, plate tectonic Earthquake when I get in the zone (Oh, yeah) I'm talking ten iconic black demonic Paintings hung up all round my home (Yeah, yeah) Give me the glitterati I want the glitter on me Give me the glitterati I want the glitter on me I'm getting supersonic, catatonic Don't you wanna party with me? I'm dressing so ironic, gin and tonic Paparazzi won't let me leave I wanna do no work and reap rewards I want fly to Mars on a gold Concorde I want a million likes, Mercedes Benz I wanna take advantage, take for granted all of my friends I want my watches gold, my Royces roll I want my diamonds bold And my diamonds sold I want every single person taking pictures of me Give me the glitterati I want the glitter on me Give me the glitterati I want the glitter on me I'm getting supersonic, catatonic Don't you wanna party with me? I'm dressing so ironic, gin and tonic Paparazzi won't let me leave Give me the glitterati
Writer(s): Benjamin Beetham, Jack Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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