I’ve been reading what they say in the news Hoping that I hear back from you I wrote you this letter of explanation A look at things from my point of view
It’s a matter of supply and demand Field research and capital gains Success is just a product of sex and money I’ve got the looks; they’ve got the brains
It’s a necessary part of the job Get maybe just a little involved But most of our dealings were strictly business I just wanted to know
If’ you’re okay and it’s all right
Everybody’s talking about Who’s with who and who’s making out Wouldn’t we be better off making music Instead of all this sleeping around?
‘Cause everyone here has a mistress It’s such a dirty business If we put our heads together The songs will live forever I gotta get out of this hell-hole I’m packing my things and I’m coming home
You’re okay and it’s alright You’re okay, is this alright, if I put my hand on your thigh?