Everything I want I have:
Money, notoriety and rivieras.
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras,
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras.
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous?
C-can you hear me?
I can be your china doll
If you want to see me fall.
Boy, you're so dope,
Your love is deadly.
Tell me life is beautiful,
They all think I have it all.
|Summertime is nice and hot,|
And my life is sweet like vanilla is.
Gold and silver line my heart
|But burned into my brain are these stolen images,|
Stolen images, baby, stolen images.
Can you picture it,
Babe, the life we could've lived?