Gold He Said

Call me Annabella
Gold is what I hold
[?] I don't care
Just gold in my hair

No silver, no copper
Can't sit on my shoulder
I'm richer than Richard the Third
I don't need to work

Lights go out, I'm all alone
Very far away from home
Then I looked and he was hooked
And he said to me

"No more gas! Tough time."

Whatta you mean, I can't go to the drug store?
I can't get my hair permed anymore?

"No more gas
Just gold," he said
"Gold on my head"

My name's Annabella
Gold is what I hold
So get together we'll sit in a supermarket

I lost my cassette in the laundromat
But he want to complete my outfit
Take my pick it's my favorite trick
Before someone grabs it

Lights go out, time to flirt
So he looked up my skirt
Then I boxed and he was hurt, he said

"No more gas! Tough time."

Whatta you mean, I can't go to the drug store?
I can't get my hair permed anymore?

"No more gas
Just gold," he said
"Gold on my head"

Do you love Annabella?
Gold is what I hold
Always me and company
I say gold is necessary

I want the gold in such a crime
It's my magic and my sign
Sticking to my air of three
Radiating all the heat

Lights go out, be romantic
I wanna fall in love again
So take my gold and hold my head
Boyfriend!

"No more gas! Tough time."

Whatta you mean, I can't go to the drug store?
I can't get my hair permed anymore?

"No more gas
Just gold," he said
"Gold on my head"