Miss Broadway lyrics

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 nest 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

Your brother in the ghetto will soon realize

If he wants to break out, he'd better compromise

It only takes a smart guy to turn him loose

By making 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 livin' 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 junkee 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

• Artist:Belle Époque
• Album:Single