He can buy you nice things
But I can make your knees weak
So he has a house on a hill
I got what you really need
Cause that view from a hill
Looking at the stars
Ain't gonna fill
The valley in your heart
Where the wild wind blows
Good as gold, yeah
Now he can take you 'round the world
But I can take your breath away
And he can talk all he wants
I don't need a word to say
You can take every word he speaks
Wouldn't be worth any more
Than one look from me
Soft and slow, good as gold
Yeah
No use in counting
All the diamonds you own
Cause steady as a mountain
It's one in the rough
That you don't set in stone
Where the wild wind blows
Good as gold
Oh, good as gold, yeah
Good as gold
Oh, good as gold, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh, good as gold
Good as gold
Oh, good as gold
Good as gold
Oh, good as gold
Yeah
He can buy you nice things
But I can make your knees weak
compositores: Armando Saenz, Justin Bogart
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