The Twilight Singers forty dollars

Suckers swallow every time, airplane come erase your mind
Seems there's been an accident, telephone cost ya fifty cent
To find out the retail, gory detail
Nothin' here for me, I get all of my kicks for free
Mangy dog without a collar, buy me love for forty dollars
I got love for sale, come on get some before it gets stale
Again, I win, the double for a lie, I get my money on the fly
We're throwin' down, so come on by, I'll be around
I got 3-6-9, another dollar makes a dime
Y'all in double dutch again, notify your next of kin, I said
Mangy dog without a collar, buy me love for forty dollars
I got love for sale, come on get some before it gets stale
Now, love don't mean a thing but two arm and a telephone ring
Love is all you need and all you need is love
Love is all you need and all you need is love
We go underground 'cause there's emptiness above
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah
She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just bein', I'm just bein'
I'm just bein', I'm just bein'
Honest