SHE BRINGS ME MONEY (Explicit)

She brings me money – four or five hundred a day

She brings me money – four or five hundred a day

I don’t ask her where she got it and she seems to like it that way

She leaves after supper, baby don’t come home until the dawn

She leavin’ after supper, baby don’t come home until the dawn

And I sleep like a baby all the while hat she’s gone

She brings me breakfast, brings it right home to the bed

She brings me breakfast, brings it right home to the bed

Then she hops in beside me and lays down a big pile of bread

I’m rich! I’m satisfied! Goddamn, if I ain’t the happiest boy alive

She brings me money, four or five hundred a day

I don’t ask her where she got it and she seems to like it that way