Dirty Children
Money
Give me money or give me deathI need money like I need breathI need money like I need youI love your money and it loves me tooGive me a sniff, I love the smellGotta get the paper 'cause I'm under the spell ofMoney, money, moneyDollar, dollar bills are all the rageMoney, money, moneyCold hard cash, well, that's my faveThey say that money can't buy you loveWell I love money and that's enoughGimme, gimme more of that wicked stuffMoney, money, money, yeahI remember when I was youngWatching my mom cutting her couponsKnowing at a fancy restaurantTo order something cheap, not what I wantBut now that I'm grown, I need so much moreDon't worry, Mama, 'cause I'm going to scoreMoney, money, moneyLetras de cancionesDollar, dollar bills are all the rageMoney, money, moneyCold hard cash, well, that's my faveThey say that money can't buy you loveWell I love money and that's enoughGimme, gimme more of that wicked stuffMoney, money, money, yeahOh my God, I'm such a lushI can't help it I like the rushMoney, I love you so muchIt's my money, do not touchMoney, money, moneyDollar, dollar bills are all the rageMoney, money, moneyCold hard cash, well, that's my faveThey say that money can't buy you loveWell I love money and that's enoughGimme, gimme more of that wicked stuffMoney, money, money, yeah
From Letras Mania