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If coke is a mystery
Michael Jackson, history
If beauty is truth
And surgery the fountain of youth...

What am I to do?
Have I got the gifts to get me through
The gates of that mansion?

If O.J. is more than a drink
And a Big Mac bigger than you think
And perfume is an obsession
And talk shows… confession

What have we got to lose?
Another push and well be through
The gates of that mansion.

I never bought a lotto ticket
I never parked in anyones space.
The banks theyre like cathedrals
I guess casinos took their place.

Love, come on down
Dont wake her shell come around.

Chance is a kind of religion
Where youre damned for plain hard luck.
I never did see that movie
I never did read that book.
Love, come on down
Let my numbers come around.

Dont know if I can hold on
Dont know if Im that strong.
Dont know if I can wait that long
Till the colours come flashing
And the lights go on.

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Though I cant say why
I know Ive got to believe.

Well go driving in that pool
Its who you know that gets you through
The gates of the playboy mansion.

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Then will there be now time for shame
Then will there be now time for pain