Tiana
Why does a man do what he does
There's always a reason and that's just because
He works all his life for diamonds and pearls
All for the attention of
Pretty girls
What wonderful fools we all tend to be
I used to say that could never be me
And it never was until I met you
Now I wish I had money, cause here's what I'd do
Tiana, I long to spoil you rotten
I wish I had money to go
To Paris, Madrid, Bali, Basawana
I'd sell everything that I own
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
We'd wake up in Paraguay, fly to Belize
Drink Cuban coffee, climb redwood trees
Get lost in the deserts of New Mexico
Skyline blocks the sunrise over old Tokyo
And the hills of Bulgaria, I long to see
On the coast of Marseille, you'll be my chérie
Yeah, we'll go where it's hot
Make love when we're cold
And I may go broke, but I'll never grow old
Tiana, I long to spoil you rotten
I wish I had money to go
To Paris, Madrid, Bali, Basawana
I'd sell everything that I own
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
There's always a reason and that's just because
He works all his life for diamonds and pearls
All for the attention of
Pretty girls
What wonderful fools we all tend to be
I used to say that could never be me
And it never was until I met you
Now I wish I had money, cause here's what I'd do
Tiana, I long to spoil you rotten
I wish I had money to go
To Paris, Madrid, Bali, Basawana
I'd sell everything that I own
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
We'd wake up in Paraguay, fly to Belize
Drink Cuban coffee, climb redwood trees
Get lost in the deserts of New Mexico
Skyline blocks the sunrise over old Tokyo
And the hills of Bulgaria, I long to see
On the coast of Marseille, you'll be my chérie
Yeah, we'll go where it's hot
Make love when we're cold
And I may go broke, but I'll never grow old
Tiana, I long to spoil you rotten
I wish I had money to go
To Paris, Madrid, Bali, Basawana
I'd sell everything that I own
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
To roam with you, Oh the things that I'd do
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Writer(s): Jordan Hobba
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