Alex Bevan
Текст песни Cool Stuff

You know life is good and life is sweet
And life with toys can't be beat
When I work I work, when I play, I play
If I find a genie who gives me a wish
Or win the lottery, here's my list
Gimme, gimme, gimme
That's all I've got to say Gimme

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Cool Stuff,
Hey! Put it right here in a pile
Gimme Cool Stuff,
The only way to make me smile,
I used to think thrifty and small
Before I go I want it all
Gimme really cool stuff,
Stack it up wall to wall

Oh, ya

I want cowboy boots made out of crocodiles
One of them flashlights from the X-Files
A stylish New York penthouse
And that ain't all
I want gold, jewelry.....baubles
I want a red corvette
With a blonde at the throttle
She can chauffer me
To some generic mall and buy me

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I want a leather racket with zippers and crap
Gucci this.... Gucci that
Everything from the Gap on sale
I want an SUV that's bigger and faster
I want Mark Knopfler's Stratocaster
I want the Midas touch
To make me chilly by braille (touch me, baby!)

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I want the hands of Shakespeare
And the wit of Joe Walsh
I want to be on Drew Carey
With all of my faults
I want to sing the national anthem
On opening day
I want my very own brand new Goodyear Blimp
I wand Cindy Crawford to serve me shrimp
I want my underwear shown
At the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

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