Baixar Mais Tocadas: Millionaire

I got your postcard it made me lonelyI’m out of money and no one really caresthe south of france has sunny weatherpretty boats and lots of millionaires / now you’re not coming homeyou like the style and you’re staying herepretty boys everywhere you goyou lead ‘em on and then you disappear / you say you’re gonna find a millionaire– well I wish you luckand we were never going anywhere– and now you’ve had enoughyou didn’t wanna begoing broke with a loser like meand you’re a girl who’s just got to be freeand I don’t think you’ll ever be happychasing a millionaire / all the streets are dead without youempty shops and old abandoned carsin saint tropez your man is waitinghe comes with diamonds to the hotel bar

Papa, I’m a millionaire / But I’m headed in the wrong direction / Mama, I’m a millionaire / But I don’t know how to find perfection