(B. Walker, J. Fincher, D. Child)
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Wining, dining you all night long in a fancy French restaurant.
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Candy, roses, diamonds and limousines.
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I give ya anything that you want.
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You say that gold can’t buy your love,
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No, it would never do.
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Now all my riches turn to dust without you.
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If your love was for sale, I would buy it up, buy it up.
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If your heart was a wishing well, I would fill it up, fill it up.
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If your touch was a prisoner, baby I would put up the bail.
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I’d pay any price if your love was for sale.
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I’ll take you places far away, from Paris to the Taj Mahal.
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I’d have you painted in a thousand poses,
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But you don’t seem to care at all.
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You say that money is just a cheap disguise to hide what’s really true.
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Well I’m just a beggar in your eyes, I’m beggin’ you.
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If your love was for sale, I would buy it up, buy it up.
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If your heart was a wishing well, I would fill it up, fill it up.
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If your touch was a prisoner, baby I would put up the bail.
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I’d pay any price if your love was for sale.
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You say that gold can’t buy your love,
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No it would never do.
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Now all my riches turn to dust without you.
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Love For Sale?
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| Marvelous 3 |
