Letras:
Bad Company Rough Diamonds

, now they're livin' out on Malibu Beach They got luxury homes and toilets with phones But a knighthood is still out of reach It can't be bad, I've heard

A story bout a street girl named Genius Give herself a name thought it would bring her fame Sang poetry and mime on the street corner line Dancin? to

I'm a downhill ryder Babe I ain't going down slow I'm a downhill ryder I get the urge that it's time to go Take my cue from my old guitar That I used

The neon lights go flashing by Electric Land is in my eyes The underworld is on the move And everybody's got something to prove The taxi driver delivers

Like a pair of open wings, you bind me, To a world, I helped you build around me, Our gilded cage has turned into a prison cell, Like a dream when it

Bitch!) [Chorus: T-Pain] Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl Ima Call You My Shawty Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad I Beat His

Bitch!) [Chorus: T-Pain] Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl Ima Call You My Shawty Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad I Beat His