Print

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 Aus Songtexte Mania