A You're so rich, bet you bought yourself E7 a diamond chain A To look real cool while you're E7 telling all your friends it's fake D But you know it's lies F#m7 Another bitch from the Upper West Side D A Credit cards cutting all of your lines, yeah You're so cute, bet you really wanna be a star To feel like gold when you're dancing on broken hearts And you know it's true You're no good 'til they're looking at you Bad front, I can see right through, yeah D E F#m7 A D I can't stop judging every thing you do D E But I can't get enough of you Chorus: A D E Oooooh, oh-ooh A D E Oooooh, oh-ooh A D E Oooooh, oh-ooh A D E Oooooh, oh-ooh I sleep great knowing we will never be the same 'Cause I'm downtown hanging out while you're in a plane And I'm doing fine Even though you're still on my mind Train rides to the Upper West Side, yeah I can't stop judging every thing you do But I can't get enough of you Chorus: Ooh, oh-ooh Ooh, oh-ooh Bm F#m I can't stop Bm D I can't get enough of you, yeah I can't stop judging every thing you do But I can't get enough of you Chorus: Ooh, oh-ooh Ooh, oh-ooh Ooh, oh-ooh Ooh, oh-ooh | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Bm D E E7 F#m F#m7 |