Bills were made to burn
Checks were made to take their turns
Love is born on the dance floor looking at me
Mirror balls can't hide the fact it's quarter to three
Where do you want me?
All you'll ever know is what you buy tonight
Rolling up the paper bonds
This high is mine
Banks were made to fail
Invest in easy love or just get lost in the bail
Deposits on me
All you'll ever know is what you buy tonight
Rolling up the paper bonds
This high is mine
I believe it keeps my heart from stopping
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