Lletres: The Twilight Singers. Forty Dollars.

suckers swallow every time, airplane come erase your mind
seems there's been an accident, telephone cost ya fifty cent

to find out the retail, gory detail
nuthin here for me, i get all of my kicks for free

mangy dog without a collar, buy me love for forty dollars
i got love for sale, come on get some before it gets stale
again, i win, the double for a lie, i get my money on the fly

we're throwin' down, so come on by, i'll be around

i got 3-6-9, another dollar makes a dime
y'all in double dutch again, notify your next of kin, i said

mangy dog without a collar, buy me love for forty dollars
i got love for sale, come on get some before it gets stale
now, love don't mean a thing, but two arm and a telephone ring
love is all you need, and all you need is love
love is all you need, and all you need is love
we go underground, cuz there's emptiness above
she loves you yeah-yeah-yeah
she loves you yeah-yeah-yeah
she loves you yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

i'm just bein'
i'm just bein'
i'm just bein'
i'm just bein'
honest