Solid Gold Telephone

Teen runaway, youth depraved, your time is almost here Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side And whispers something in her ear "You can't go home high, not tonight" Go man go, Saturn here we come And if you're in the know Your soul's solid gold Teen runaway, youth depraved, grows tipsy off wine But baby makes a sweet embrace, a gift so very hard to find "You can't go home high, not tonight" Go man go, Saturn here we come And if you're in the know Your soul's solid gold Go man go, Saturn here we come And if you're in the know Go man go, Saturn here we come And if you're in the know