Tekster: Duran Duran. Astronaut. Bedroom Toys.

I been around the world
I seen a lot of things
That make your chicken curl
You're squeezing like boys and teasing like girls
Confusing like boys and girls
Plan an exit route... parachute... rubber suit
Are you ready for a little swim
There's regular... queen size... flip it on the b side... solid gold

Oh my God what's this?

I saw the bedroom toys
Now I'm stalling
I can't believe my eyes
I saw the bedroom toys
Now I'm crawling
I learn to improvise

Checking out the five star atmosphere
You want some expertise
If you got treasure, I'll pay you for the pleasure
It'll bring you to your knees
Silicone romance, what's your name fancypants?
Got your eye on the employees
Forget about the reeling, talk about the feeling
Solid Gold

You want it... you got it... now what you gonna do with it?

Now you washed up, beat smashing, grab no receipt takes the platinum off your shine
Lazy bed star, la di da, petty bourgeois
Oh my would you look at the time
Until you wise up, you know we're gonna line up
The pimps and snitches to dip into your riches
If you can't destroy it, you might as well enjoy it