He don't ask for
Oh, coin and cash for
Poise and panache for
Some broken bachelor, no

She don't want none
Oh, gold and gilded
So all them children
View her with brilliant foes

Pardon for part in my sight
They see with a similar eye

Honey, I'm whole so what are we snacking for?
"I'm just a whore, boy, it's only natural"
Well, I bet we'd look pretty outside x2