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She's in a bikini with a martini A goddess in a Fellini Takin' every kind of pill He's wearin' Armani in his Ferrari Gettin' loaded off her body Rollin' hundred dollar bills But the thrill can kill The thrill can kill She's drivin' to Vegas in her Mercedes On the weekend gettin' crazy Givin' every kind of thrill She's in her Dior Haute Couture Spendin' money hardcore And daddy's got the bill But the thrill can kill Everybody wants a thrill It tastes so good it makes you ill No one's gonna make you stop Everybody's havin' fun Dancing with a loaded gun No one's gonna make you give it up The thrill can kill She's walkin' the runway in every city Gettin' paid to be too skinny Givin' looks to kill He's getting head inside of a limo Holdin' on to her stilettos Spendin' hundred dollar bills But the thrill can kill Everybody wants a thrill It tastes so good it makes you ill No one's gonna make you stop Everybody's havin' fun Dancing with a loaded gun No one's gonna make you give it up The thrill can kill Ohh ohh ohh Rollin' hundred dollar bills But the thrill can kill But the thrill can kill Everybody wants a thrill It tastes so good it makes you ill No one's gonna make you stop Everybody's havin' fun Dancing with a loaded gun No one's gonna make you give it up The thrill can kill Everybody wants (wants) a thrill Everybody wants (wants) a thrill Ohh ohh ohh The thrill can kill Rollin' hundred dollar bills But the thrill can kill The thrill can kill The thrill can kill |
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