Some girls are satisfied with ordinary wishes They don't need a temple in Brazil Some find communion with the politics of money You found a girl who lives there still
Tell me...how love will never compromise The pain we hold, with so many lies Is it over now, with the setting sun Was it all in vain, now you've come undone
She just loves your money And you know she's got you running In the land of milk and honey No one sees her coming Steal you blind and take your soul away She just loves your money
Some days are innocent, some painted with persuasion Sometimes you live in misery Can you read the face you see, the one behind the mirror A cold reflection of you and me Tell me...how she could never leave your side This faithful heart, so unsanctified With eyes half closed, we refuse to see With this jealous mind, never really free
She just loves your money And you know she's got you running In the land of milk and honey No one sees her coming Steal you blind and take your soul away She just loves your money
You know how lovers come and go You cry through too many memories One day in a life, one day at a time She'll break your heart in your state of mind
She just loves your money And you know she's got you running In the land of milk and honey No one sees her coming Steal you blind and take your soul away
Compositores: Bruce Betts Gowdy, Guy Allison, Glenn Hughes ECAD: Obra #2914505