You dare to tell me what to do, you have a lot of nerve
Watch your mouth or you might get the dentist you deserve
You're leaving soon, your awful doom, example to us all
You be so far back, you won't hear the hound dogs call
Go, go, what do you know?
I know what the deal is
You might try to cop a feel
And I know what a feel is
You go out, you go down
Some might think it's funny
Prostitute, destitute
Love can't buy you money
Don't you know the way is slow?
And you've run out of time
Watch your feet or you might fall and it's been quite a climb
Breaks my heart to say goodbye, but that's the way it goes
Don't you see the hanging tree?
Get up on your toes
Go, go, what do you know?
I know what the deal is
You might try to cop a feel
And I know what a feel is
You go out, you go down
Some might think it's funny
Prostitute, destitute
Love can't buy you money
Well, here we are among the stars, dizzy from the rush
We can't see your face no more behind that burning bush
Your Bible hits the floor as we exchange our fond goodbyes
Turned around and falling down, funny how time flies
Go, go, what do you know?
I know what the deal is
You might try to cop a feel
And I know what a feel is
You go out, you go down
Some might think it's funny
Prostitute, destitute
Love can't buy you money
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