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Songtexte: Jeanette Biedermann. Material Boy (Don't Look Back).

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I'm not here to tell you what's wrong or right
I know you're tumbling and you're turning in your bed at night
'Cause you're sneaky and you're cheeky
You're a freak in the battle
And I know the way you work it
You just cheat 'em like cattles

Don't Look back
You got it, you got it just flaunt it your way
Don't Look back
Don't Look back boy, you might not like what you see
Don't Look back
I know you hustle, know you hustle your way
Don't Look back
Say what you say, you won't be hustling me
Don't Look back

Material Boy
Nobody cares about the way you feel
Don't Look back
No, I don't want a Toy
You gotta find a way to make it real, Oh yeah
Uh uh uhuhuhu Material Boy

I'm not here to keep you up all night
I just walk into the room and then I see this sight
'Cause I'm freaky, I am cheeky
I'm a bitch when I speak
I can see Karma police walking down your street

Don't Look back
You got it, you got it just keep them away
Don't Look back
Don't Look back boy, you might not like what you see
Don't Look back
I know you hustle, know you hustle your way
Don't Look back
You picked the wrong one, when you did it to me
Don't Look back

Material Boy
Nobody cares about the way you feel
Don't Look back
No, I don't want a Toy
You gotta find a way to make it real for me
Uh uh uhuhuhu Material Boy

You like your girls in the fast lane
You wanna take it to the extreme
You know that nothing's everlasting
I know you know just what
You live your life in the fast lane
But it's about to drive you insane
When you wake up to reality
You might not like what you gonna see

Material Boy
Nobody cares about the way you feel
Don't Look back
No, I don't want a Toy
You gotta find a way to make it real for me
Uh uh uhuhuhu Material Boy