| Song | Sold To The Highest Bidder |
| Artist | The Electric Prunes |
| Album | Lost Dreams |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mantz, Tucker | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone | |
| She ain't hard to recognize | |
| Dollar signs are in her eyes | |
| Diamond buckles on her little shoes | |
| My poor heart is feelin' sad | |
| To know that once she could be had | |
| If I'd had the price to pay her dues | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone | |
| See the mansion on the hill | |
| The brand new shiny Coupe de Ville | |
| Bought and paid for by the upper classes | |
| The price is going up, up, up | |
| In searchin' for a bigger cup | |
| Her greedy little heart has lost it's glasses | |
| Once upon a long, long time | |
| She clung to this heart of mine | |
| Simple pleasure was her only need | |
| Then a seed of discontent | |
| For her old environment | |
| Turned her gentle passion into greed | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone |
| zuo ci : Mantz, Tucker | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone | |
| She ain' t hard to recognize | |
| Dollar signs are in her eyes | |
| Diamond buckles on her little shoes | |
| My poor heart is feelin' sad | |
| To know that once she could be had | |
| If I' d had the price to pay her dues | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone | |
| See the mansion on the hill | |
| The brand new shiny Coupe de Ville | |
| Bought and paid for by the upper classes | |
| The price is going up, up, up | |
| In searchin' for a bigger cup | |
| Her greedy little heart has lost it' s glasses | |
| Once upon a long, long time | |
| She clung to this heart of mine | |
| Simple pleasure was her only need | |
| Then a seed of discontent | |
| For her old environment | |
| Turned her gentle passion into greed | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone |
| zuò cí : Mantz, Tucker | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone | |
| She ain' t hard to recognize | |
| Dollar signs are in her eyes | |
| Diamond buckles on her little shoes | |
| My poor heart is feelin' sad | |
| To know that once she could be had | |
| If I' d had the price to pay her dues | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone | |
| See the mansion on the hill | |
| The brand new shiny Coupe de Ville | |
| Bought and paid for by the upper classes | |
| The price is going up, up, up | |
| In searchin' for a bigger cup | |
| Her greedy little heart has lost it' s glasses | |
| Once upon a long, long time | |
| She clung to this heart of mine | |
| Simple pleasure was her only need | |
| Then a seed of discontent | |
| For her old environment | |
| Turned her gentle passion into greed | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the highest bidder | |
| Sold, sold, sold to the gold and glitter | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Going, going, going, going | |
| Gone |