One for thinking, one for organizing
Gold, gold, gold
Of course I'll return, of course you'll see me
Time and time again, it's getting old
Less time for stinking, and now despising
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
Writer(s): Nicholas Eede, Meredith Godreau
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