Lyrics

He may have his money but I've got the microphone
So hear me out honey, before you walk out that door.

He may have a diamond ring, I know.
And a million other things that might sparkle and glow
But he don't have a soul.
Ain't no room
Not with all that gold.

Just watch him turn to gold
It's pretty at a distance
Up close it's yellow metal just waiting to be sold
You cannot buy what I got with your pretty yellow metals
He will not kiss you gently

I'll kiss you like candy
Unwrap you like peppermints
I swear to you honey I can be held to this

He may have a diamond ring, I know.
And a million other things that might sparkle and glow
But he don't have a soul.
Ain't no room
Not with all that gold.

Just watch him turn to gold
It's pretty at a distance
Up close it's yellow metal just waiting to be sold
You cannot buy what I got with your pretty yellow metals
He will not kiss you gently

You cannot buy what I got with your pretty yellow metals
They will not make you happy