Baby Woodrose Money for Soul song lyrics

Hey little girl is your heart made of steel?

You know how to suck dick but you don't know how to feel

You've got pearls from your head to your heels

But the sparks in your eyes they look so unreal...

Oh, no, no, no – you can't trade your money for soul

Hey mister phoney suit and tie

With your high fashion looks and your plastic smile

Did you think you could run and hide?

Then pay me back some other time

Oh, no, no, no – you can't trade your money for soul...

Hey little girl is your heart made of stone?

I know your daddy paid for every little thing you own

You would die for all your silver and gold

While your love for me is so hard and cold

No, no, no, no - you can't trade your money for soul