Paula Abdul

It ain’t the clothes that you wear It ain’t the things that you buy It ain’t your house on the hill It ain’t the plane that you fly It ain’t your black limousine It ain’t your ninety-foot yacht It ain’t the things that you’ll get It ain’t the things that you got It ain’t the…

He’s a cold-hearted snake, look into his eyes Uh, oh, he’s been telling lies He’s a lover boy at play, he don’t play by rules Uh, oh, girl, don’t play the fool, no You’re the one giving up the love anytime he needs it But you turn your back, and then he’s off and running…

Lost in a dream I don’t know which way to go (Ah, let me say it now) If you are all that you seem Then, baby, I’m movin’ (movin’) way too slow I’ve been fooled before Wouldn’t like to get my love caught in the slammin’ door How about some information, please? Straight up, now…