AC/DC - Money Talks (1990) | Текст песни

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• AC/DC
• Money Talks (1990)

Yeow! Tailored suits, chaufeured cars,
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, all for a price,
Where the red hot girls keep on
Dancin' through the night.
The claim is on you, the sights are on me,
So what do you do, that's guaranteed?
Hey little girl, you want it all,
The furs, the diamonds, the paintings on the wall.

[Chorus:]
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money,
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money,
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk

A French maid, foreign chef,
A big house, with kingsize beds.
You had enough, you ship 'em out,
The dollar's up, down, you better buy the pound.
The claim is on you, the sights are on me,
So what do you do? That's guaranteed
Hey little girl, you break the laws,
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all

[Chorus]

Money talks, Yeah!

[Chorus:]
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money,
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk
Come on, come on, lovin' for the money,
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk

Money talks, talks, talks,
Oh, here it comes, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Money talk!