**[Intro – whispered]** Don’t touch, darling. Not until I say. **[Verse 1]** Black silk falling from my shoulder, diamond smoke, the night gets colder. Walk in late, they know my name, pretty boys all play my game. Gold on my wrist, red on my mouth, one little look and the room bows down. He wants a taste, I make him wait— good boys learn to appreciate. **[Pre-Chorus]** One for the money, two for the show, three little words— **Get down. Stay low.** **[Hook]** Pour it up, pour it slow, champagne running down my throat. Take one sip, pull him close, spit champagne into his mouth. **Oh— he likes it like that.** Pour, pour, pour me gold, do what you're told, do what you're told. **[Verse 2]** Velvet booth, legs crossed high, he buys the bottle, I decide why. Light my cigarette, hold my coat, keep those pretty eyes where I want. He calls me trouble— that's nothing new. I snap my fingers, he knows what to do. No sweet promises, no wedding ring, I don't need a king— **I need him listening.** **[Pre-Chorus]** One for the money, two for the show, three little words— **Get down. Stay low.** **[Hook]** Pour it up, pour it slow, champagne running down my throat. Take one sip, pull him close, spit champagne into his mouth. **Oh— he likes it like that.** Pour, pour, pour me gold, do what you're told, do what you're told. **[Bridge – smoky, slow]** Pearls on my neck, his eyes on me. Poor little darling forgot how to breathe. I lift his chin, smile real slow— “Want another?” **Then beg me for more.** **[Final Hook]** Pour it up, pour it slow, make that champagne overflow. Hands off, darling, watch the show— you don't touch until I say so. Pour, pour, pour me gold, the night is young, my heart is cold. **Good boy. Now pour me more.**
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