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Turn around, baby.
I don’t need you anymore.
On your way out, don’t get hit by the door.
Because I got your money, and I’m on my way,
wherever I want to go, and I don’t have to pay.
Because I got your money, because I found your stash.
I’m on a plane to Mexico, loaded with cash.
Pockets of dinero, just to have a good time.
You’re out in the freezing cold, I’m drinking the wine.
I know you never loved me, but I never loved you back.
But your wealth made up for it, because it’s money I lack.
By this time tomorrow I’ll be swimming in the sea.
I’ll be leaving you to eat my dust until you find another me.
Because I got your money, because I found your stash.
I’m on a plane to Mexico, loaded with cash.
Pockets of dinero, just to have a good time.
You’re out in the freezing cold, I’m drinking the wine.
I’m drinking the wine.