Dirty Money Songtext
von Interflow

Daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
Hiding behind a grin
With a fresh pack of gold and $100 doll
Hangin′ right up and off his lip

That innocent look
Ain't fooling me (ain′t fooling me)
Give her a chance
She'll bring you to your knees

Dirty money babe
Dirty money

Maybe there's a shot of luck
In my bottle of booze
And if by God there′s a heaven above
He′ll make my bets come through


That innocent look
Ain't fooling me (ain′t fooling me)
Give her a chance
She'll bring you to your knees

Dirty money babe
Dirty money baby
Dirty money babe
Dirty money baby

I don′t want your, I don't need your
You can have your dirty money
I don′t want your, I don't need your
You can have your dirty money
I don't want your, I don′t need your
You can have your dirty money
I don′t want your, I don't need your
You can have your dirty money