Songtext von (Don't Want To) Find That Girl

She likes to party with the high class Yeah, to make a big noise It's said she's always perfumed Yeah, to please the naughty boys Do you wanna be her, yeah, to get, get, get your way Do you, do you, oh yeah to fill a dizzy day One for the Gucci shoes in a row Stepped on a pile of knives, kept for show D'ya wanna find that girl? (Don't wanna find that girl) D'ya wanna find that girl? (Don't wanna find that girl) D'ya wanna find that girl? (Don't wanna find that girl) You've got your book with all your numbers Yeah, to make a rendezvous Your little Peep toe matches living in a human zoo Do you wanna be her? Yeah, she's selling her soul Hah, do you, do you? Yeah, goodtime for 'mark it down' One in the money, two to the show Go get the bling now walk out go D'ya wanna find that girl? (Don't wanna find that girl) D'ya wanna find that girl? (Don't wanna find that girl) D'ya wanna find that girl? (Don't wanna find that girl) Cats eyes, cats eyes, cats eyes every time I look at you That's why, that's why, that's why. I'll never be attracted to you Make up, make up, make up, what kind of thing do you mean? Wake up, wake up, wake up, you just wanna be seen on the scene. Well yeah, you ordered your aromas you got secret stones You call the paparazzi (yes) to get your picture shown Do you really want her? Do you wanna be that girl? Do you, do you, yeah, you'll only get yourself burned It's one for the Gucci shoes in a row, Make for the Cadillac, Quid pro quo.