Gold He Said - Bow Wow Wow

Call me Annabella

Gold is what I hold

No money, I don’t care

Just gold in my hair

No silver, no copper

Cassette on my shoulder

I am richer than Richard III

I don’t need to work

Lights go out

I’m all alone

Very far from home

Then I looked

And he was hooked

And said to me

No more gas?

Tough time

What do you mean I can’t go to the drugstore?

I can’t get my hair permed anymore?

No more gas!

Just gold, he said

Gold on my head

My name is Annabella

Gold is what I hold

To get together with the seller in the supermarket

I lost my cassette

In the launderette

I need one to complete my outfit

Take my pick

It’s my favourite trick

Before someone grabs it!

Lights go out

Time to flirt

So he looked up my skirt

Then I boxed

And he was hurt

And said to me

No more gas?

Tough time

What do you mean I can’t go to the drugstore?

I can’t get my hair permed anymore?

No more gas!

Just gold, he said

Gold on my head

D’you love Annabella

Gold is what I hold

Always me and company

I see gold as necessary

I love gold

And sensual crime

It’s my magic and my sign

Sticking to my hair and feet

Radiating oral heat

Lights go out

Be romantic

I wanna fall in love again

So take my gold

And hold my head

boyfriend.

No more gas?

Tough time

What do you mean I can’t go to the drugstore?

I can’t get my hair permed anymore?

No more gas!

Just gold, he said

Gold on my head