Had to make a trade....wouldn't take it on faith
Top of the line...beg, borrow, steal and a fast escape
Something bout a house of bricks
Solitude and a pint of gin
Wait till the bricks are dry, and start all over again
Played for a fool...what can I say? No regrets
Something about finishing school
Something that you ain't learned yet
Blood! Blood money!
Blood! Blood money!
Rich man drives a lincoln...lives way uptown
Says that he's been thinking... So he lays his money down
I got a big ol truck... Tape deck, speakers in the back
Take a walk after last call
And work it out on a sneak attack-tack yeah
Played for a fool...what can I say? No regrets
Something about finishing school
Something that you ain't learned yet
Blood! Blood money!
Blood! Blood money!
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