Money Talk (NoDrums)
Album: 60's Crooner
Lyrics
Here comes that London lady
All dressed is red
Here's comes the man who's shady
Filling me with dread
Shes never seen my face
Or my tiny smile
She'll never feel the pace
Of my hearts desire
Funny how money will get you so far
Buy you big houses and pretty, fast cars
Buy the love of most you'll see
But there's one price for this debauchery
I don't trust no one
I don't trust no one
And this is no fun cause I don't trust no one
Think I'll by me a gun
Gonna stay on the run
Here's come that London lady
Still dressed in red
Now I'm the man who's shady
It's filling me with dread
You should see my face
No more tiny smile
Thought I had some grace
But I was running wild
Funny how money will get you so far
Buy you big houses and pretty, fast cars
See this money, only gets you soo far
Don't want no houses and no fast cars
Their love is fickle and it ain't for me
It'll break your heart not set you free
You're love shouldn't, come with a fee