You workin’ in bars, ridin’ in cars
Never gonna give it for free
Your apartment with a view on the finest avenue
Lookin’ at your beat on the street
You’re always pushin’, shovin’, satisfied with nothing
You bitch, you must be gettin’ old…
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Hear it talk, money’s got mouth, and baby it’s damn dirty
Got the million dollar tongue moving up and down to serve me
Drop the nickel down the drain, don’ worry, I’ll make it rain
Get your kicks at the bottomline and squeeze me ’til I’m drained
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I may have a silver mansion, but you’ve got them golden fingers
Expensive aftershave may stick for a while, but cheap perfume lingers
What would you do for a taste of the good life, a for bite of luxury?
Before you get to the forbidden apple, you gotta climb the tree
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Business is goin’ slow but we’ll spend our time in lucrative ways
If I’m already standing at the finish line, then sweetheart it ain’t a race
I’ll buy you everything you want if you sell me the one thing I need
I swear it’s a fair trade, a hint of sweet is enough to staunch the greed
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This aristocrat has got lands to rule, but I only need your territory
Let me conquer the unknown, tame the savage, satisfy my curiosity
I’m not payin’ to see the show, I’m payin’ to have it made and built
A smile and a signed contract, and I’m yours, and so is the wealth
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It’s a bit of a cheapshot, I know, but it’s rather rich, coming from me
‘Cause I already have a sturdy shelf, and all I’m missing is a shiny trophy
But oh no no, we don’t gotta shake hands, only bodies to seal the deal
What d’you do for money, honey? Let’s sell out free dignity for valuable thrills.
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So stop your life on the road
All your diggin’ for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, what do you do for money
Honey, what do you do for money
Where do you get your kicks?