140 Bpm - Am - Give Me Your Money (Sanna Hartfield)

Lyrics Β© Free Vocals

I’ve swept so many floors,
And how many more,
Conversations ’bout the weather,
I cannot take, before I explode.

And then I’ll walk from table to table,
To take your shit,
This can’t be it.

I can’t eat your words,
Give me your money,
Your compliments won’t feed my hunger,
If you want a piece of this,
You’ve got to pay the bill.
Oh (Yeah) honey.

Give me your money,
Give me your money,
Give me your money.