เนื้อเพลง Housewife Tate McRae
Think my paradise is tabloids and flashing lights
Truth is it's more like loads of cash, and a nice guy and a life lived right I know that
There's just some things they don’t tell you, tell you
And all the dreams they try to sell you, sell you
The price of fame can take you to your knees
And when it does wanna run away with me?
* I just wanna make a lot of money be my own housewife You You You
You could be the one l'm calling honey be my sex on the side
Acres of open stars Headlights of precious cars Life imitating rt
I just wanna make a lot of money be my own housewife Be my, be my
Drive fast take me out of here Louis out the window and 310 in the mirror
Life's great when you disappear Rockies took the girl but the city took the golden years
This industry will try to kill you, kill you But not before they try to bill you, bill you
They try to take away your wild and free And when they do wanna run away with me?
( * )
** Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree
I don't pay for nothing baby people pay me
And you right beside me’s just the icing on the dream
I don't need you, I want you And that's my favorite thing
