"Follow The Money" lyrics

Lay right back in your leisure chair
You're high on style, but you're putting on airs
You're a one-trick horse
Playing at a loss
I could tell a mile away

Now your lies are gone all gray
And I'm just goin'
Here's what ya do, yeah

Following the money
Going with the gold
You're hot damn
You're big plans
You got 'em running
Oh, but running is all that you know

So charming
I got 'er ready to play
But you're a one-trick pony
Lookin' like you're lonely
You think you know me
No way

Now your lies are going gray
And I'm just goin'
Here's what ya do, yeah

Following the money
Going with the gold
You're hot damn
You're big plans
You got 'em running
Oh, but running's all that you know

Playing with your dirty money
Tempt her with a pot of gold
When you're gonna steal it from me
Then you gotta let it go
You gotta let it go

Following the money
Going with the gold
You're hot damn
You're big plans
You got 'em running
Run, run, run, running

Following the money
Going with the gold
You're hot damn (Damn)
You're big plans
You're big plans
You got 'em running
Oh, but running's all that you know