Stock Exchange Lyrics & Tabs by Miss Kittin & The Hacker
Stock Exchange
guitar chords lyrics
Shaking hands in the back of a Mercedes car,
same whiskies, colas, business, auto-bars.
The wheel of high heals tears me apart
like a Hallmark number one, broken heart.
Attach case changes at my burden arm
carrying the last top secret lucky charm.
Sunglasses on my nose in the pouring rain
dreaming about a hot bath, cutting my veins?
Stock exchange woman
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Is it real this pink punk costume I wear,
all the time to seduce japanese "hommes d'affaire"?
I can smell their expensive after shave,
when they touch my bum in the lift of the Empire State.
Stock exchange woman
I can smell their expensive after shave,
when they touch my bum in the lift of the Empire State.
Stock exchange woman
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Madonna is into the groove, in my cell-phone
ringing like a non-stop metronome.
My psy told me to go to a spa,
but my jet is flying to Vienna, Austria.
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