paroles de chanson Boss - Blondage

Yeah, all the money's fallin'
Ch-ch-ching, all the money's fallin'
Into the mits of your boss
Can you hear it, can you hear it callin'?
What about all of us?
(Bridge 1)
What a waste, what you're doing with it.
Ten Buggattis, what's the point of it?
(Ooooo)
Ch-ch-ching, all your money's fallin'
And it just goes on and on forever
Forget about gold, yeah
Diamonds hanging from your throat, yeah
Forget what you were told by the winners of the show
We'll make a fire from the glow 'cause
Everything is everyone's work, yeah
Soon you'll see the table's gonna turn 'cause
We count one, we count one
When everything is gone, we count one, yeah
Yeah, all the money's fallin'
Yeah, all the money's fallin'
Bl-bl-bling, all your money's breakin'
Deeper into your soul
(Ooooo)
Can you hear, can you hear it callin'
When you're feeling alone
(Bridge 2)
What a waste, what you're doing with it
Five Picasso's for the fun of it
(Ooooo)
Ch-ch-ching, all your money's clingin'
And it just goes on and on forever
Forget about gold, yeah
Diamonds hanging from your throat, yeah
Forget what you were told by the winners of the show
We'll make a fire from the glow 'cause
Everything is everyone's work, yeah
Soon you'll see the table's gonna turn 'cause
We count one, we count one
Forget about gold, yeah
Diamonds hanging from your throat, yeah
Forget what you were told by the winners of the show
We'll make a fire from the glow 'cause
Everything is everyone's work, yeah
Soon you'll see the table's gonna turn 'cause
We count one, we count one
(Outro)
Ch-ch-ching, all your money's fallin'
Bl-bl-bling, all your money's fallin'