Lyrics You've got it in the palm of your hands It's slipping through your fingers Like sand 'Cause they don't understand Who you are Doesn't matter long as I am your Star, star Yeah, I know that I need the gold But what I love can't be bought or sold Don't think I want what I used to want Don't think I need what I used to need Don't think I want what I used to want Don't think I see what I used to see I've been waiting, waiting For the penny to drop I've been working, working To get back what I lost But whatever happens I'll be okay 'Cause fortunes running outta my veins You can't take away the Midas touch So you better make way For a Greek gold rush Don't think I want what I used to want Don't think I need what I used to need Don't think I want what I used to want Don't think I see what I used to see In El Dorado, your gold To Colorado can't be bought or sold Now, there's no moral to this story But I can hear my freedom calling me Calling me I don't care that everybody knows I'm a million dollars in a hole I don't care that everybody knows Baby, I don't even want your gold From El Dorado, your gold To Colorado can't be bought or sold Rush gold Rush gold Free, I am free
Lyrics
You've got it in the palm of your hands
It's slipping through your fingers
Like sand
'Cause they don't understand
Who you are
Doesn't matter long as I am your
Star, star
Yeah, I know that I need the gold
But what I love can't be bought or sold
Don't think I want what I used to want
Don't think I need what I used to need
Don't think I want what I used to want
Don't think I see what I used to see
I've been waiting, waiting
For the penny to drop
I've been working, working
To get back what I lost
But whatever happens I'll be okay
'Cause fortunes running outta my veins
You can't take away the Midas touch
So you better make way
For a Greek gold rush
Don't think I want what I used to want
Don't think I need what I used to need
Don't think I want what I used to want
Don't think I see what I used to see
In El Dorado, your gold
To Colorado can't be bought or sold
Now, there's no moral to this story
But I can hear my freedom calling me
Calling me
I don't care that everybody knows
I'm a million dollars in a hole
I don't care that everybody knows
Baby, I don't even want your gold
From El Dorado, your gold
To Colorado can't be bought or sold
Rush gold
Rush gold
Free, I am free
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