When dusk comes I saw some people
With dirty clothes roaming with no end
Ever day I saw some people
With tie on and a bag in his hand
Every night there are these people
With hot legs and sweet smile just for sale
Every where sight of the people
With joyful face and fuckin' bitter sorrow to spare
See the world with all these people
Lead their lives and I just don't care anymore
That's only for one reason
That's only for one word to mention
Ooh, for the money
Ooh, for the money, oh yeah
...
Sweet money, dirty money, blood money...
