I'm gonna comb my hair and brush my teeth
I'm gonna lay my favourite shirt out neat
I'll catch my train at nine fifteen
I'm watching people watching me
I'm getting supersonic, catatonic
Don't you wanna play with me?
(Ooh yeah)
I'm dressing so ironic, gin and tonic
Paparazzi won't let me leave
(Yeah yeah)
Give me the glitterati
I want the glitter on me
Give me the glitterati
I want the glitter on me
I want my watches gold, my Royces roll
I want my diamonds bold
And my diamonds sold
Girls in heels, but not too tall
I want my caviar in a heart shaped bowl
I'm getting catastrophic, plate tectonic
Earthquake when I get in the zone
(Ooh yeah)
I'm talking ten iconic black demonic paintings
Hung up all round my home
(Yeah yeah)
Give me the glitterati
I want the glitter on me
Give me the glitterati
I want the glitter on me
I'm getting supersonic, catatonic
Don't you wanna play with me?
I'm dressing so ironic, gin and tonic
Paparazzi won't let me leave
I wanna do no work, and reap rewards
I want fly to Mars on a gold Concorde
I want a million likes, Mercedes Benz
I wanna take advantage, save for granted all of my friends
I want my watches gold, my Royces roll
I want my diamonds bold, and my diamonds sold
I want every single person taking pictures of me
Give me the glitterati
I want the glitter on me
Give me the glitterati
I want the glitter on me
I'm getting supersonic, catatonic
Don't you wanna play with me?
I'm dressing so ironic, gin and tonic
Paparazzi won't let me leave
Give me the glitterati
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