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He wants to knowWhat it feels like to mess around, mess aroundShe wants to knowWhat it feels like to settle down, settle downHe's got the money but, no it's not enoughHe wants to pounce, he wants to pounceNever knowing if he's given you upOr if you're just not good enoughOoh-ooh-oohOoh-ooh-oohShe wants to know why he's gotAll that money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeHe never answers the phoneAll the money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeHe wants to goWhere the red light shines so bright, shines so brightHe wants to knowWhy he feels so cold inside, cold insideHe turns her picture round, he doesn't hear a soundNo ones around, no ones aroundNever knowing if he's given you upOr if you're just not good enoughSongtexteOoh-ooh-oohOoh-ooh-oohShe wants to know why he's gotAll that money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeHe never answers the phoneAll the money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeShe wants to know why he's gotAll that money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeHe never answers the phoneAll the money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeShe wants to know why he's gotAll that money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeHe never answers the phoneAll the money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeShe wants to know why he's gotAll that money, money, money on himHe's at the SexothequeHe's at the Sexotheque Aus Songtexte Mania