Money Talks
Money Talks - My Baby lyrics
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Walking through the open door Watch the day break through Bloodstains on the naked floor In my mind The evil desert sun Sparkles on my loaded gun When this dirty job is done I am on my own My baby - playing games with me My baby - crazy as it seems My baby - is on the borderline My baby - is gonna cry this time Drivin' down the empty road To this story's end Death is written on his face By my hands He didn't play the game too well He'll rest inside a six-foot cell 'Cause she was laughing when she said That our love was dead