Stock Exchange

[Verse 1]
Shaking hands in the back of a Mercedes car
Same whiskies, colas, business, auto-bars
The will of high heels tears me apart
Like a Hallmark number one, broken heart
Attaché case changes at my burden arm
Carrying the last top secret lucky charm
Sunglasses on my nose in the pouring rain
Dreaming about a hot bath, cutting my veins

[Refrain]
Stock exchange woman
Ex-change

[Verse 2]
Is it real, this pink punk costume I wear
All the time to seduce Japanese hommes d'affaire?
I can smell their expensive aftershave
When they touch my bum in the lift of the Empire State

[Refrain]
Stock exchange woman
Ex-change

[Verse 3]
Madonna's Into the Groove, in my cellphone
Ringing like a non-stop metronome
My psych told me to go to a spa
But my jet is flying to Vienna, Austria

[Refrain]
Stock exchange woman

[Outro]
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Woman
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Stock ex-change woman