Gold

You are like the beach with no ocean
Like Jay without Beyonce
You are like a party that's okay
You're like fifty shades without grey
You're like getting drunk up in Amsterdam
Like Obama saying, "No, we can't"
I don't really know why I give a damn
But you're still on my mind and I don't understand

Boy I want you here when you're no good
I don't really know-oh-oh
If only you could see what I could
Turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old

You are like Holly, with no wood in
Like Phelps if he couldn't swim
You are like tonic with no gin
Like a hipster without Berlin
You are like Bieber before the hype began
Like Obama saying, "No we can't"
I don't really know why I give a damn
But you're still on my mind and I don't understand

Boy I want you here when you're no good
I don't really know-oh-oh
If only you could see what I could
Turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old

Even though I really should
I knew that I never would
I can't seem to let you go
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Even though I really should
I knew that I never would
I can't seem to let you go
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old

Boy I want you here when you're no good
I don't really know-oh-oh
If only you could see what I could
Turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old



Credits
Writer(s): David Landolf, Sonny Fahlberg, Noel Svahn, Isak Alverus, Richard Zastenker, Amanda Cygnaeus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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