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Rock,Country
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Got no books in my house, got no time for those
No room in my closets, closet's full of clothes
Garage full of wheels babe, boat house full of boat
The lifestyle ideal babe, that's what gets my vote
All the Villa's on the hillsides, gotta have a view of the sea
Villas of the empire, way back in history
They have slaves for the galleys and the kitchens
Gardens and the vines slaves for the beautiful people
Bring water food and wine
A slave to tie your bib, another one to carry it
So now I'll take my crib, I dig my chariot dig my crib
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home, dig my crib
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home
England calls me vulgar, I'd call myself refined
Good bye old England, Simon's off to sunny climes
Look who's doin it now babe look who's doin it now
Look who's doin it now babe look who's doin it now
Always was an early bird, with something on the side
Better buy this better buy that, [?] let that baby ride
Out here every day it's hot, and I'm talking to my men
Working this working that, working on my master plan
A slave to tie my bib, another one to carry it
So now I'll take my crib, I dig my chariot dig my crib
And my long black Cadillac, coming forth to carry me home, dig my crib
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home
Now here's the hot-tub, here's the gym
Here's the pool that I swam in
Up the stairs my footprints led, to the bedroom to my bed
Up the stairs my footprints led, to where I lay my bosom head
Sleep the long sleep of the dead
I'm and early bird that's what I said
Early bird, early bird
Ooh! I'm an early bird
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