(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