I want money
Money for my friends & money for me

It's not the first time that I've had such base and foolish thoughts
My eyes seem to shine brighter when I focus on the things you give to me

Why can't I feel alright without you?

I want money
Smooth, and flat, and firmly in my hands I want the good stuff Buy me breasts, and love, and company

Why can't I feel alright without you?

When I give you my money, I want to hear you say what I want you to and act like you mean it baby, or I won't believe it