Miley Cyrus

Miley Cyrus - Rocket Queen lyrics

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I love the smell of greed
Is like a mental disease
Can be your Billy Jean
You're Rocket Queen
You're butter bean

I'm not as well as I seem
I had too much drink
I forgot how to speak
My head is spinning on me
The walls cave in on me
Lost my purse and id
As I feed the machine
I feel c-crazy

Can be you mistress and your lover
Cherry pie, undercover
Anything to get a hold of
Money, fame, beauty, power

I love the smell of greed
Is like a mental disease
Can be your Billy Jean
You're Rocket Queen
You're butter bean

What you gonna do
Now the clock strikes three
Dollar signs in my eyes
And your eyes on me
Talking up styles
You have yet to see
But I know you feed
When I cross my knees, Ha!
Got what you need, Ha?
Not happening to me
I pull that bait and switch
I fish them up by the hour

Can be you mistress and your lover
Cherry pie, undercover
Anything to get a hold of
Money, fame, beauty, power

I love the smell of greed
Is like a mental disease
Can be your Billy Jean
You're Rocket Queen
You're butter bean

Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop (Jimmy pop that beat)
Don't stop (Jimmy pop that beat)
Don't stop (Jimmy pop that beat)
Don't stop (Jimmy pop that beat)

I love the smell of greed
Is like a mental disease
Can be your Billy Jean
You're Rocket Queen
You're butter bean
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Language: English

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