Hundred Dollar Lady lyrics

They call her a hundred dollar lady

I don't really know what she's worth

But ever since she walked

Into this honky tonk

I've counted all my money wantin' her

Two fives, three ones, and two quarters

And this cold glass of beer I just paid for

And I could pay the rest first thing Monday

Ah, honey have mercy on a poor boy,

But she said:

No down payments, no checks or credit cards

I'm sorry but business is business

I'm a workin' girl and you know times are hard

But honey I'm off on wednesdays

Well I bought a few rounds

And she took whiskey

Gusto on tap ain't good enough

She was wearin' high heeled boots

And tight fittin' two piece levis

So manhattan's more her kind of stuff

Three ones, two dimes, four nickles

I'll go without lunch and smokes tomorrow

But she said no again to my question

She likes me but she told me she was sorry

She still said:

No down payments, no checks or credit cards

I'm sorry but business is business

I'm a workin' girl and you know times are hard

But honey I'm off on wednesdays

They call her a hundred dollar lady

I don't really know what she's worth

I've had me some of those

Hundred dollar daydreams

But none of them can come up to her

No fives, no one's, just three nickles

• Artist:Ed Bruce