No Money

I think it's kinda funny
You got me 'round your finger and yeah
You don't got no money
But all I wanna spend is your time
Your time

Hate dressing up for the evening
Too tired from work rather stay in
It's not the wagyu I'm craving
The steaks ain't that high

Forget all the bougie boozin'
I'd rather be sippin' you and
Fuck getting hammered we're screwin'
Gettin' on tonight

I think it's kinda funny
You got me 'round your finger and yeah
You don't got no money
But all I wanna spend is your time
Your time

Yeah I think it's kinda special
The way you make me feel
Look now I'm gettin' sentimental
It makes no cents but boy you're a dime
A dime

Your taste, strawberries and chocolate
Milkshakes with fries, Johnny Rockets
Turns out that I'm always starved
And sugar, you're refined

It seems like we've been waiting
Too long since we've been naked
I'm anxious had enough
I need us intertwined

I think it's kinda funny
You got me 'round your finger and yeah
You don't got no money
But all I wanna spend is your time
Your time

Yeah I think it's kinda special
The way you make me feel
Look now I'm gettin' sentimental
It makes no cents but boy you're a dime
A dime
Yeah

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Writer(s): Savannah Kovacs
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