Lyrics
I'm tired of running around
Trying to get famous
I should know who I am by now
Sitting in the way back
With my head inside of a paperbag
I'm broke and I need to pay the bills
I gotta make a living, I just don't have the will to live anymore
All I think about is sex and money
I don't care how I get there, I just want to be somebody
All I think about is sex and money
I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey
My mind is your obstacle course
Part the beaded curtain and I see you riding on a horse
Like a faded old paperback
I like to crack you open when I'm feeling sad, oh
Why does it have to be this way, I wanna
Pull you in, but I know you can't stay
It's been just about 30 days, maybe I'll show up in LA
'Cause all I think about is sex and money
I don't care how I get there, I just want to be somebody
All I think about is sex and money
I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I know I'm not saving the world
But I gotta live in it, so I might as well splurge
On a two-hundred cotton t-shirts
With my face on the front
'Cause all I think about is sex and money
I don't care how I get there, I just want to be somebody
All I think about is sex and money
I don't care how you get here, I just want to be somebody
All I think about is sex and money
I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey
Ooh-ooh-ooh (just want to be with you, honey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh (just want to be with you, honey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh (I just want to be with you, honey)
I just want to be with you, honey