Move to the city, to settle a vendetta
Prying from my stellar to the hands of Isabella.
Was a good earner, got a little butter
Moved to Calcutta got rich by the Summer
Learned an eye for an eye made the whole world blind
City by city, they built Sin City
Mr. Benjamin, Mr. Gotti needs a shilling
Cuz he'd rather not walk and the guards from the prison
And there ain't nowhere this lonely walk is a lonely walk, won't go
What pleases your heart is not always well, eases your spirit or your soul
For a dollar will you heal she? For a dollar will you flee?
For a dollar will you mind explaining to me why today you got bought by tomorrow, for a dollar?
Will you hold me? For a dollar will you love me?
For a dollar will you mind explaining for me why, today you got bought by tomorrow, for a dollar?