Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox - Royals lyrics

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Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox - Royals lyrics

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies And I'm not proud of my address In the torn up town, no post code envy But every song's like: Gold teeth Grey Goose Tripping in the bathroom Bloodstains Ball gowns Trashing the hotel room We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams But everybody's like: Crystal Maybach Diamonds on your timepiece Jet planes Islands Tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair And we'll never be royals (royals) It don't run in our blood That kind of lux just ain't for us, we crave a different kind of buzz Let me be your ruler (ruler) You can call me queen bee And baby I'll rule Let me live that fantasy My friends and I we've cracked the code We count our dollars on the train to the party And everyone who knows us knows That we're fine with this, we didn't come from money But every song's like: Gold teeth Grey Goose Tripping in the bathroom Bloodstains Ball gowns Trashing the hotel room We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams But everybody's like: Crystal Maybach Diamonds on your timepiece Jet planes Islands Tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair And we'll never be royals (royals) It don't run in our blood That kind of lux just ain't for us, we crave a different kind of buzz Let me be your ruler (ruler) You can call me queen bee And baby I'll rule Let me live that fantasy ooh ooh oh ooh We're better than we've every dreamed And we'll never be royals (royals) It don't run in our blood That kind of lux just ain't for us, we crave a different kind of buzz Let me be your ruler (ruler) You can call me queen bee And baby I'll rule