You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin' to all of the shows
But...

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me
Really love me?

You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars
But...

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me (I mean like do ya)
Really love me (I wanna know?)

You really like rock 'n' roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the money honey that I make
But...

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me
Really love me?

Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans they know your face
From all of the magazines
But...

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me
Really love me?

To be continued...