the twilight singers
forty dollars
Just bein' honest --  sucker swallow every time Airplane come erase your mind Seems there's been an accident Telephone costs 50 cents  to find out the retail Gory detail Nothing here for me I get all of my kicks for free  mangy dog without a collar Buy me love for forty dollars I got love for sale Come on, get some before it gets stale again  I win the double for a lie I get my money on the fly We're throwin' down So come on by, I'll be around  I've got 3, 6, 9, 'nother dollar makes a dime Yeah all in double dutch again Notify your next of kin  I say:  mangy dog without a collar Buy me love for forty dollars I got love for sale Come on, get some before it gets stale, now  love don't mean a thing But 2 a.m. and a telephone ring  love is all you need And all you need is love Love is all you need And all you need is love  we go underground 'cause there's emptiness above  she loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  I'm just bein' I'm just bein' I'm just bein' I'm just bein'  honest, honest, honest Honest, honest, honest . . .  yeah yeah, yeah yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah    