I could use a red-soled shoes with a styed jeansSee what I mean, or maybe that long dressMade to impress, to serve that tooEyeing for the diamond ring from my right handShould understand a one-of-a-kind watchSomething top-notch, to serve that tooI doMake-believeLa la la la la laWhat do I miss?La la la la la laBesides that kissAll those fancy thingsBuilt to make my heart singCan't buy me happinessUnimproved me, maybe a laser-turned-BotoxLet the world shock these lines on my faceWill be erased, to serve that tooChanging for another shrinkAs mine is born minutes agoI need a healer to be betterTo serve that tooI doMake-believeLa la la la la laWhat do I miss?La la la la la laBesides that kissAll those fancy thingsBuilt to make my heart singCan't buy me happinessFalling off from safety, safety highAll the glimpses of thoseDon't work on me, to serve that tooLa la la la la laWhat do I miss?La la la la la laBesides that kissAll those fancy thingsBuilt to make my heart singCan't buy me happinessYes, I know they can't bring me happinessThe less I possess, could it be the answerTo my bitterness until it's trueYou should try to walk in my shoesMy red-soled shoeswww.mooji.org