The Cold Sting
Yeah.
Bought the ring
Tutti Frutti
Five-karat bling.
Toast a brew
We had a drink
Big scandal grew
Felt the cold sting.
Face tabloid news
Waiting till spring.
Winter time choose
A Double will fling.
Blue Gucci shoes
Songbird can sing.
Ten years gone past
Didn't mean a thing.
Whole Truth
Without spin
Both lose
Nobody wins.
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