I cant get enough of the song Royals by Lorde. It comes on the radio - I blast it, in the shower - I sing it, and on my ipod in the gym - I pump it. Is it just me?
But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash.
We dont care, we arent caught up in your love affair.
And I'm love with being queen.
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