get out of here and get your money
and all the stuff you've left behind
pink leather, high heels, drink n' driving
and all the pills that you can find
you love a lot of sex, lots of dope, lots of parties
and all those things that get you high
you wanna be a star, be so rich, be so famous
but in the end you will just burn
sick boy motherf*cker
sick boy, you're a f*cking sick boy
follow the stars to the clubs and the limos
you love to be on camera's eye
it's such a shame what you do for money
it really makes you lose your mind
you love a lot of sex, lots of dope, lots of parties
and all those things that gets you high
you want a lot of friends, lots of cars, lots of lovers
but in the end your sky will fall
And even being so f*cking dumb
you think you're smarter than the rest of us
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get out of here and get your money
and all the stuff you've left behind
pink leather, high heels, drink n' driving
and all the pills that you can find
you love a lot of sex, lots of dope, lots of parties
and all those things that get you high
you wanna be a star, be so rich, be so famous
but in the end you will just burn
sick boy motherf*cker
sick boy, you're a f*cking sick boy
follow the stars to the clubs and the limos
you love to be on camera's eye
it's such a shame what you do for money
it really makes you lose your mind
you love a lot of sex, lots of dope, lots of parties
and all those things that gets you high
you want a lot of friends, lots of cars, lots of lovers
but in the end your sky will fall
And even being so f*cking dumb
you think you're smarter than the rest of us
and all the stuff you've left behind
pink leather, high heels, drink n' driving
and all the pills that you can find
you love a lot of sex, lots of dope, lots of parties
and all those things that get you high
you wanna be a star, be so rich, be so famous
but in the end you will just burn
sick boy motherf*cker
sick boy, you're a f*cking sick boy
follow the stars to the clubs and the limos
you love to be on camera's eye
it's such a shame what you do for money
it really makes you lose your mind
you love a lot of sex, lots of dope, lots of parties
and all those things that gets you high
you want a lot of friends, lots of cars, lots of lovers
but in the end your sky will fall
And even being so f*cking dumb
you think you're smarter than the rest of us