you are working in bars Riding in cars Never gonna gi have it for free you are apartment with a view On the finest avenue Looking at your beat on the street you are always pushing, shoving Satisfied with nothing You bitch, you must be getting old
So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, whaddya do for money? Honey, whaddya do for money? Where you get your kicks?
you are loving on the take And you are always on the make Squeezing all the blood out of men Theyre all standing in a queue Just to spend the night with you Its business as usual again you are always grabbin, stabbin Trying to get it back in But girl you must be getting slow
So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, whaddya do for money? Honey, whaddya do for money? Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your kicks? Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your licks?
What you gonna do?
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