YOUR CURRENCY (tvoya Valyuta

I'll be throwing money around
and you'll be mine
this is not our invention
this is the humans custom
that I am as a man
must express my interest
by filling your glas with martini
cappuccino and pulling a Mercedes
for you

your currency is your sex

we both now how the card will lay
in this solitair
but continue to warm up
mother-of-pearl and highly
in our hands
you and me, we wait for the moment
when the lights are out
so that I can strip my armour
and you can lace down your corsette

your currency is your sex

it is a strange thing - if one is honest
throws the cards on the table
and says - we made of the same clay
to hell with games let's rock-n-roll

one gets only poisoned arrows in reply
so you think twice the next time
on how honest one should be
I will throw some money around
and you'll be mine
come one come to my tatami
do it now
don't be afraid you'll not loose a thing
everything will be fine
and if you are by chance will recognize a sun in me
that's just fair

your currency is your sex

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