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Well I'm gonna get a job cause I need the bread But somehow 1 know it's gonna affect my head Wanna buy fine dresses and fancy car So I better go out looking for my lucky star.Money buys, money buys Hey Miss Broadway you're walking up and down You got caught in the next by the underground For fame and fortune you gave your body away And you were forced into action the next day Hey Miss Broadway, hey Miss Broadway Hey Miss Broadway, hey Miss Broadway Money buys, money buys But your ticket for a square yard in the sun Buy your right of living far from a gun Watch out 'cause if you make a wrong deal You'll see how it feels You may miss out on your next meal Money buys, money buys Hum I like it, hum I like it, ...The gambler won't get out before he's lost it all The junkee always knows where to call Hey Miss Broadway is your lover's money clean You know what I mean?Where is the connection with the underground scel So so so so Money buys, money buys Hey Miss Broadway, hey Miss Broadway ...
