Pink - Most girls

Tekst :

I never cared too much for love
It was all a bunch of mush
That I just did not want
Paid was the issue of the day
If my girlfriends got some game
Couldn t be more fly
Getting paid was everything
But I m not every girl
And I don t need that world to validate me
Cause shorty got a job
Shorty got a car
And short can pay your rent
But when I m dancing baby it s not in my heart

Most girls want a man with the bling-bling
Got my own thing, got the ching-ching
I just want real love
Most girls want a man with the mean green
Don t wanna dance if he can t be
Everything that I dream up
A man that understands real love

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, o-o-h

And I was some girl about the floss
It was all about the cost
How much he spent on me?
Seek for a man who gots the means
To be giving you diamond rings
It s what every fly girl
Could want or even dream

But I m not every girl
And I don t need no g to take care of me
Cause shorty got a job
Shorty got a car
And short can pay your rent
But when I m dancing baby it s not in my heart, no, no

Most girls want a man with the bling-bling
Got my own thing, got the ching-ching
I just want real love
Most girls want a man with the mean green
Don t wanna dance if he can t be
Everything that I dream up
A man that understands real love

Most girls want a man with the bling-bling
Got my own thing, got the ching-ching
I just want real love
Most girls want a man with the mean green
Don t wanna dance if he can t be
Everything that I dream up
A man that understands real love

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, o-o-h

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, o-o-h

And I m not every girl
And I don t need no g to take care of me, no
Cause shorty got a job
Shorty got a car
And short can pay your rent
But when I m dancing baby it s not in my heart, oh most girls

Most girls want a man with the bling-bling
Got my own thing, got the ching-ching
I just want real love
Most girls want a man with the mean green
Don t wanna dance if he can t be
Everything that I dream up
A man that understands real love

Most girls want a man with the bling-bling
Got my own thing, got the ching-ching
I just want real love
Most girls want a man with the mean green
Don t wanna dance if he can t be
Everything that I dream up
A man that understands real love

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, o-o-h

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, o-o-h

I, I just want just want real love
Said I gotta have real love
Everything, can you be everything I can come up with, oh

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