LYRICS

Third day come after me,
word not answered. Where
become, where you sit,
portofela to open. And
count, count before me,
new wad still green.

Chorus: Listen
her pick up this wad of cash,
in love it does not work, love is not for sale.
me if you want, my love won, won
me and take me, love with love found.

Third day come after me, you already know
numbers.
January I’ve lost to her knees
and pick up steam.
Once you know how to love,
time why you lost.

Chorus: (x2)