He likes his noiseless nights, whiskey bingeing in the dark.
Always living dangerously, swimming with the sharks.
Rough and tough. He’s a rock-and-roll hot rod fantasy.
But shit, he’s cheap! A blood-sucking whore for paper money.
He’s a wild buck, always looking for some dough.
But the only girls who’d want that dirt- is a gold digging hoe.
I guess I should forget him then, the guy really is no good.
But when he tells me all those pretty lies…
I do those things I never should.