The Ratmores — Give Me Gold

Show me what you bought
New shoes on a borrowed floor
Champagne you can't afford
You shake hands like you own the room
Then check your balance in the bathroom
Everybody wants a piece
Everybody wants to believe
Give me gold, give me gold
Give me something
I can sell
Dress it up, ring the bell
Nobody can ever tell
Give me gold
Give me gold
You wear it so well
So well
So well
New friends every
Friday night
Same names under different lights
You laugh a second late
Just enough to seal your fate
Wear it, wear it, love it, lose it, buy it
Wear it, wear it again
When the room goes dark
When they take your name
Will anybody stay
If there's nothing left to take
Give me gold, give me gold
Give me something
I can sell
Dress it up, ring the bell
Nobody can ever tell
Give me gold
Give me gold
You wear it so well