Money

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 her

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