Dollar

Half of the world today
Lives in a restaurant
Half of the other half thinks
You're a superstar
And I wish I had a buck for every Tesla 3 and
Every Starbucks on
Ventura Boulevard

Hey give me a Dollar

Half of the things you write
Read like pornography
But I like the things you do in bed

I wish you'd understand
Wishes don't mean a thing
Because if they did
Then you'd be dead and
I'd be king
Hey give me a dollar
Hey give me a dollar
Yeah yeah

I think you know
I believe
That
Sooner or later
Everyone leaves
You don't go far enough
Who's the one too scared to say you're in love

Hey give me a dollar
Hey give me a dollar
Yeah yeah
Hey give me a dollar



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Eikleberry
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