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It was a difficult time And I was in the right place Your boyfriend was suicidal And you were looking vulnerable I took you for a spin I tried you on for size I knew you'd fall for me 'Cause people always do I want your money I want your money, honey I want your money I want your money, honey You had me on the side That's how I had you too You weren't the only one You shouldn't kid yourself That's how it is with me And how it's always been You shouldn't kid yourself The rest is up to you I'm feelin' fickle A little Travis Bickle I'm feelin' fickle Letras de cancionesA little Travis Bickle Hammer and sickle It's either slap or tickle Your wooden nickel You found a wooden nickel I don't want you I don't want you I don't want you I don't want you You come home from your day job And now your work can start These nights turn so nasty If you keep actin' smart I'm on fire, it's no secret I'm way too hot to hold Razor wire, I don't need it You're under self-control I want your money I want your money, honey I want your money I want your money, honey I was your answered prayer I feel the yearnin' need Now you depend on me So you can go to hell I don't want you I don't want you I don't want you I don't want you (I don't want you) I don't want you (I don't want you) I don't want you (I don't want you) I don't want you (I don't want you) I don't want you From Letras Mania