So you think,
well maybe you don't,
that money,
can maybe,
can maybe, buy you love,
it can't,
I am not fickle,
I am proud and real,
eighteen grand,
he said to me,
he'd set me up,
for a year,
said I was his soul mate,
said he wanted to come to my house,
throw me over my bed,
and do things to me,
I don't think so,
do you?
I have pride,
more pride than any know,
yes even you mother,
For God's sake,
it's not all about the money,
I have buckets of love to give unlimited,
but not for money,
Jesus, this fella,
he ain't nice,
he's sad and desperate,
and that's for sure,
He's coming nowhere near my door!
(C)Livvi