I was just trying to be cool I was just trying to be like you I'm a spark and you're a boom What am I supposed to do? And that weekend up in the islands They stop and stare Flashes filling the silence Of a Hollywood love affair Waking up in the islands

One of those things If we'd thought a bit about the end of it As we started painting the town We'd have been aware that our love affair Was too hot not to cool down It was great fun But it was just one of those things I'm sorry to say that I didn't know

I said yeah, yeah Now come one come all to this tragic affair Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not If you look in the mirror and don't like what

Now I watch her Running 'round in love again Now I talk about you When I'm with our mutual friends What the hell, love? What the hell? The end of the affair The weight of the world

Gold coins everywhere, Dollars up in the air It's a billionaire's love affair Money pours like the rain falls And I'mma spend it like I don't care That's what I dream of in my head Gold coins out the window My grills are so neat, drip icy cold Got