four footsteps leave the disco your feet couldn`t hurt anymore. four footsteps running for cover so sure that you think that she saw. her lips were whisky tainted your whiskers dripped with gin this is the perfect story you don`t know where to begin
and maybe we`ll keep on running home (we`ll stay, stay) because money don`t mean much here (come on out tonight) and take me away from here
there`s flash to a beat you remember and the lights hide the look in her eye so blank that you think she`s forgotten her smile said `remember the time...?" so they run through the crowd to the doorway pushing out to the purple parade two heartbeats break the silence two lovers are running, they`re running..
and maybe we`ll keep on running home (we`ll stay, stay) because money don`t mean much here (come on out tonight) and take me away
a queen don`t beat the dealer`s cards and money, money, money won`t make you a star the talk won`t change what we are and money, money, money won`t make you a star