Edward Huerta - Don't Want Your Money Lyrics

Don't want your baggage baby
Don't want your past
You think I need you honey
I don't want your ass

Don't want your lovin'
Don't want your soul
Don't want anything you want
Don't want your rock and roll

Don't Want Your Money, Don't Want Your Money
Don't Want Your Money, Don't Want Your Money

Don't want your frosty
Don't want your fries
Don't want your bullshit baby
Dont' want your lies

Don't want your number honey
The time of day
Don't want your problems lady
Just stay the f*ck away

Don't Want Your Money, Don't Want Your Money
Don't Want Your Money, Don't Want Your Money

Designer clothing, A crooked smile, The latest trends, Italian tile,
Silly comforts, Stupid games, The finest silver from the north of Spain,
Bedroom eyes, Sweet confessions, Ignorance, And blind deception,
Fancy wheels, Front row seats, Ruth Chris Steakhouse, Satin sheets...

Don't Want Your Money, Don't Want Your Money
Don't Want Your Money, Don't Want Your Money