Get Out Of Line
The "on sale" sign always makes you smile
The sight of bills helps me stall for a while
You never rest till you've spent it all
You're sexy baby, but your order's too tall
Did not your mother tell you?
Love does not grow in green
It's up to me to sell you
On things unseen
So get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
She takes his card and she hits the town
She gets a thrill from throwing plastic around
He's got no brain but he's got the bread
She'll take that loss to put her status ahead
Did not your mother tell you?
Love does not grow in green
It's up to me to sell you
On things unseen
So get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
Said get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
She lives her life by the things that she greeds
I'd rather stay home with the birds and the bees
They'll take a plane, and we'll take the bus
They'll raise their noses, and we'll laugh so much
Did not your mother tell you?
Love does not grow in green
It's up to me to sell you
On things unseen
Did not your mother tell you?
(Love does not grow in green)
Did not your mother tell you?
So get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
Said get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
The sight of bills helps me stall for a while
You never rest till you've spent it all
You're sexy baby, but your order's too tall
Did not your mother tell you?
Love does not grow in green
It's up to me to sell you
On things unseen
So get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
She takes his card and she hits the town
She gets a thrill from throwing plastic around
He's got no brain but he's got the bread
She'll take that loss to put her status ahead
Did not your mother tell you?
Love does not grow in green
It's up to me to sell you
On things unseen
So get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
Said get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
She lives her life by the things that she greeds
I'd rather stay home with the birds and the bees
They'll take a plane, and we'll take the bus
They'll raise their noses, and we'll laugh so much
Did not your mother tell you?
Love does not grow in green
It's up to me to sell you
On things unseen
Did not your mother tell you?
(Love does not grow in green)
Did not your mother tell you?
So get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
Said get out of line
And leave my wallet behind
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Writer(s): Jason Alan Fuller
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