Sex and Money

I'm tired of running around Trying to get famous I should know who I am by now Sitting in the way back With my head inside of a paperbag I'm broke and I need to pay the bills I gotta make a living, I just don't have the will to live anymore All I think about is sex and money I don't care how I get there, I just want to be somebody All I think about is sex and money I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey My mind is your obstacle course Part the beaded curtain and I see you riding on a horse Like a faded old paperback I like to crack you open when I'm feeling sad, oh Why does it have to be this way, I wanna Pull you in, but I know you can't stay It's been just about 30 days, maybe I'll show up in LA 'Cause all I think about is sex and money I don't care how I get there, I just want to be somebody All I think about is sex and money I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh I know I'm not saving the world But I gotta live in it, so I might as well splurge On a two-hundred cotton t-shirts With my face on the front 'Cause all I think about is sex and money I don't care how I get there, I just want to be somebody All I think about is sex and money I don't care how you get here, I just want to be somebody All I think about is sex and money I don't care how you get here, I just want to be with you, honey Ooh-ooh-ooh (just want to be with you, honey) Ooh-ooh-ooh (just want to be with you, honey) Ooh-ooh-ooh (I just want to be with you, honey) I just want to be with you, honey