Apocalypse Kisses - Apocalypse Kisses

I'll Take Your Money

I don't care 'bout your runaraound
I'll take your money, I take your money
Work them fingers to the bone
I'll be waiting when you get home

I don't care 'bout your bellicose
About your belly, your gallstone
I don't care 'bout your halitose
I'll give you lovin' when you get home

I don't care 'bout no EBITDA
'bout your bookkeeper, 'bout your priest
I don't care 'bout them higher brows
If they don't like it you can cut their fee

You know what we gonna do
A with your money, with your bucks
We have us hullabaloo
I'm fresh out of give-a-fucks

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Writer(s): Oscar Escobar
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