Dubai
Pink lips, white hair
Deep pockets and blank stare
You do anything you want
Spending all that daddy's got
White lines, champagne
White lies feel like novacaine
Thongs, bikinis and poles, yeah
Helicopters and boats, damn
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Black cabs, hot air
They think you never learned to share
Need attention from posts
Always doing the most, yeah
Roof talks, deep stares
Jump off if she doesn't care
Always easy to hit it off
Always taking your clothes off
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
It ain't fair
They ain't there
Left alone
Buy it all, the feeling is still there
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Paris, Lyon
To Dubai
There ain't no one
By your side
Deep pockets and blank stare
You do anything you want
Spending all that daddy's got
White lines, champagne
White lies feel like novacaine
Thongs, bikinis and poles, yeah
Helicopters and boats, damn
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Black cabs, hot air
They think you never learned to share
Need attention from posts
Always doing the most, yeah
Roof talks, deep stares
Jump off if she doesn't care
Always easy to hit it off
Always taking your clothes off
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
It ain't fair
They ain't there
Left alone
Buy it all, the feeling is still there
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Dubai for the weekend show
No passion, you're left unclothed
Frustration, it hits you slow
When ten of them leave you 'lone
Paris, Lyon
To Dubai
There ain't no one
By your side
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Writer(s): Aleksei Sobolev
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