Golddigga

(Gold)

(Digga)

(D-I-G-G-A)

(Golddigga)

(Gold)

You wade through muddy waters

You take a chance or two (Bup be-dup)

You keep looking over your shoulder

For a better view

You'll climb

On someone else's dime

Repent and 'tis a crime

What's a girl to do? (What's a girl to do?)

That grass seems a little greener

When times become a little leaner

Leaves you with the only color

For singing out the blues (Singing out the blues)

Not content with the silver lining

All you want is more

It's not enough, you want the Midas touch

Gold is what you're diggin' for

(Gold)

(Gold)

(Gold)

(Gold)

You think you've twenty-twenty vision

With infrared (Bup be-dup)

You're blinded by twenty-four carat

Diamond thoroughbred

You keep strange bedfellows

Don't you think it seems a little yellow

To keep dishing out the pain (Dishing out the pain)

Dishing out the pain

Not content with the silver lining

All you want is more

It's not enough, you want the Midas touch

Gold is what you're diggin' for

Gold is what you're diggin' for

Gold, digga

Gold, D-I-G-G-A

Golddigga

(Gold is what you're diggin' for)

Not content with the silver lining

All you want is more

It's not enough, you want the Midas touch

Gold is what you're diggin' for

Gold is what you're diggin' for

Gold is what you're diggin'

Gold is what you're diggin'

Gold is what you're diggin' for