Where There's Gold Lyrics

	作词 : Chris Carrabba
	作曲 : Chris Carrabba
	Step on the stage
	The lights, the praise
	The curtain calls
	And the big parade
	You know that life all too well
	The promise, the pain
	The valor, the rage
	Hold up your hands
	For the bow and the wave
	You know his touch
	A little too well
	You throw yourself
	Into their arms
	Mistresses have all the fun
	But no one's ever there to take you home
	Box up your gloves and your
	Down coats
	Bound for the sun and the
	West coast
	Where upper crust tragedies abound
	A tip for the girl at the
	Coat check
	The guy at the door and the
	Bar back
	They know your face
	Oh so well
	But movies never made you famous
	All your dreams got lost or traded
	And all you ever cared about got lost
	But you were surely still an actress
	Older men would find attractive
	And all you ever dreamed of was the cost
	Where there's gold, there's a gold digger
	Where there's gold, there's a gold digger
	Where there's gold, there's a gold digger
	Where there's gold, there's a gold digger
	Where there's gold, there's a gold digger
	Where there's gold, there's a gold digger
	You throw yourself
	Into their arms
	Mistresses have all the fun
	But no one's ever there to take you home

	zuo ci : Chris Carrabba
	zuo qu : Chris Carrabba
	Step on the stage
	The lights, the praise
	The curtain calls
	And the big parade
	You know that life all too well
	The promise, the pain
	The valor, the rage
	Hold up your hands
	For the bow and the wave
	You know his touch
	A little too well
	You throw yourself
	Into their arms
	Mistresses have all the fun
	But no one' s ever there to take you home
	Box up your gloves and your
	Down coats
	Bound for the sun and the
	West coast
	Where upper crust tragedies abound
	A tip for the girl at the
	Coat check
	The guy at the door and the
	Bar back
	They know your face
	Oh so well
	But movies never made you famous
	All your dreams got lost or traded
	And all you ever cared about got lost
	But you were surely still an actress
	Older men would find attractive
	And all you ever dreamed of was the cost
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	You throw yourself
	Into their arms
	Mistresses have all the fun
	But no one' s ever there to take you home

	zuò cí : Chris Carrabba
	zuò qǔ : Chris Carrabba
	Step on the stage
	The lights, the praise
	The curtain calls
	And the big parade
	You know that life all too well
	The promise, the pain
	The valor, the rage
	Hold up your hands
	For the bow and the wave
	You know his touch
	A little too well
	You throw yourself
	Into their arms
	Mistresses have all the fun
	But no one' s ever there to take you home
	Box up your gloves and your
	Down coats
	Bound for the sun and the
	West coast
	Where upper crust tragedies abound
	A tip for the girl at the
	Coat check
	The guy at the door and the
	Bar back
	They know your face
	Oh so well
	But movies never made you famous
	All your dreams got lost or traded
	And all you ever cared about got lost
	But you were surely still an actress
	Older men would find attractive
	And all you ever dreamed of was the cost
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	Where there' s gold, there' s a gold digger
	You throw yourself
	Into their arms
	Mistresses have all the fun
	But no one' s ever there to take you home

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