Miss Broadway

Well, I'm gonna get a job 'cause I need the bread
 But somehow I know it's gonna affect my head
 Wanna buy fine dresses and a 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 net by the underground
 For fame and fortune you gave your body away
 And you were forced into action the next day
 Money buys
 Money buys
 If we're all in together won't you realize
 If we want to break down we'd better compromize
 Don't let days of small kind get loose
 By makin' him the offer he can't refuse
 Hey, Miss Broadway
 Hey, Miss Broadway
 Hey, Miss Broadway
 Hey, Miss Broadway
 Money buys
 Money buys
 Buy 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
 Aha, I like it, aha, I like it
 Aha, I like it, aha, I like it
 Aha, I like it, aha, I like it
 Aha, I like it, aha, I like it
 Aha, I like it, aha, I like it
 The gambler won't get out before he's lost it all
 The junkie always knows where to call
 Hey, Miss Broadway, is your lover's money clean
 You know what I mean?
 Where is his connection with the underground scene?
 So, so, so, money buys
 Money buys