Pleasure Money

You won't believe it
I gotta dollar you can't spend, baby
I'm a peacock, prone to sweet talk
Buying cheap stock now and then
I don't make much cents, but I always squeeze a penny
When I'm naked I feel loss
You can love me, or you can hate me
But in the end, I'm the boss
Yeah

Taste the money in the air tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Making money in our heads tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money

You don't believe me
Got a little sugar I can't lend, no
I may hedge my bets but you know I'm made of money
When the moon comes then I spend
'Cuz I'm a werewolf, with a sweet tooth
And a foolproof master plan
To let the bullshit talk, and the cash cow walk
When I lie under oath on the stand

Taste the money in the air tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Making money in our heads tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money

Taste the money in the air tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Making money in our heads tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Taste the money in the air tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Making money in our heads tonight
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Blood and tears mixed with honey, counting all our pleasure money
Taste the money in the air tonight