I know you, angel eyes,
You got money in your eyes.
It's too late now for you to choose,
You gotta get the hell out 'cause I'm too proud to loose!
I got love at a price;
I just stop being nice.
Too late now for you to choose,
You gotta get the hell out 'cause I'm too proud to loose!
So, if you wanna stick around, It's up to you.
This is the new regime now;
You can't touch me, and I won't touch you!
So, if you wanna stick around, It's up to you.
This is the new regime now;
You can't touch me, and I won't touch you!
"I'll be true." I heard you say.
You won't let me go away!
It's too late now for you to choose,
You gotta get the hell out 'cause I'm too proud to loose!
So, if you wanna stick around, It's up to you.
This is the new regime now;
You can't touch me, and I won't touch you!
I will never touch you!
You can never never never touch me!
I won't touch you!
I won't touch you!