(Gold)
(Digga)
(D-I-G-G-A)
(Golddigga)
(Gold)

You wade through muddy waters
You take a chance or two (Bup be-dup)
You keep looking over your shoulder
For a better view

You'll climb
On someone else's dime
Repent and 'tis a crime
What's a girl to do? (What's a girl to do?)

That grass seems a little greener
When times become a little leaner
Leaves you with the only color
For singing out the blues (Singing out the blues)

Not content with the silver lining
All you want is more
It's not enough, you want the Midas touch
Gold is what you're diggin' for

You think you've twenty-twenty vision
With infrared (Bup be-dup)
You're blinded by twenty-four carat
Diamond thoroughbred

You keep strange bedfellows
Don't you think it seems a little yellow
To keep dishing out the pain (Dishing out the pain)
Dishing out the pain

Not content with the silver lining
All you want is more
It's not enough, you want the Midas touch
Gold is what you're diggin' for
Gold is what you're diggin' for

Gold, digga
Gold, D-I-G-G-A
Golddigga
(Gold is what you're diggin' for)

Not content with the silver lining
All you want is more
It's not enough, you want the Midas touch
Gold is what you're diggin' for

Gold is what you're diggin' for
Gold is what you're diggin'
Gold is what you're diggin'
Gold is what you're diggin' for