Forty Dollars Songtext
von The Twilight Singers

Suckers swallow everytime
Airplane come erase your mind
Seems there′s been an accident
Telephone calls for fifty cent
Find out the retail
Gorey detail
Nothing here for me
I get all of my kicks for free

Mangey dog without a collar
Gonna buy me love for forty dollars
I've got love for sale
Come on get some before it gets stale

Lept high
Air-like
I get my money on the fly
We′re throwing down
So come on by I'll be your well


I've got three, six, nine
Another dollar makes a dime
Yeah, all in double-dutch again
Notify your next of kin

Mangey dog without a collar
Gonna buy me love for forty dollars
I′ve got love for sale
Come on get some before it gets stale

Love don′t mean a thing
But 2 am 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
Cause 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 being, I'm just being
I′m just being, I'm just being
Honest, Honest, Honest
Honest, Honest, Honest


Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah