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Wake up, get paid 'Nother dollar, 'nother day Go and throw it all away On Cartier Creme de la creme Put my faith in the fun It's a ritual I live Tonic and gin I've been seeing saints holding hands And my God is trans And everyone feels alive And I like to do what's in Vogue Not what I've been told Cross my heart and hope to die Maybe I overcompensate Call it my naïveté But I don't wanna go through the motions Maybe I put it on display Say some things I shouldn't say 'Cause I don't wanna go through the motions I don't wanna go through the motions And I'm not sure Of anything but couture And you can say "c'est l'amour" What I live for It's all first class When I'm burning through the cash When the jet starts to crash Beautiful trash I've been seeing saints holding hands And my God is trans And everyone feels alive And I like to do what's in Vogue Not what I've been told Cross my heart and hope to die Maybe I overcompensate Call it my naïveté But I don't wanna go through the motions Maybe I put it on display Say some things I shouldn't say 'Cause I don't wanna go through the motions I don't wanna go through the motions I don't wanna go through the motions It's all Chanel, go straight to hell I wish you well, I kiss and tell My soul to sell 'cause I don't wanna go through the motions Yves Saint Laurent, do what you want Light cigarettes and restaurants I preach it wrong 'Cause I don't wanna go through the motions Maybe I overcompensate Call it my naïveté But I don't wanna go through the motions Maybe I put it on display Say some things I shouldn't say 'Cause I don't wanna go through the motions I don't wanna go through the motions I don't wanna go through the motions
Writer(s): Colleen Sherman, Nicolas Dipietrantonio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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