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He's walking in the streetlight

And sees a silver spoon

Being thrown out of a window

But being thrown too soon

She's sitting in the darkness

One light in the corner

Been down on her luck lately

She once was the performer

TVs cigarets and women wearing nearly nothing

Everyone's manipulating me to buy something

To buy something

He's running down a path

Isolated and forgotten

He hates being tired

But if he stops he feels rotten

Now she's walking through the dance floor

Wants to find an exit

But she can only find a man

Who says, he can sell it

Candy, cars and statistics that think they are cunning

Everyones manipulating me to buy something

To buy something

I want your money

Or do I just want you

It's almost kinda funny

No one knows what to do

He meets a weary man

Who lives in the gutter

And once he spares a coin

That is when he saw her

Now they're walking in the streetlight

In the shadow of a billboard

Now they hold hands and make their way

Walking through the still hoard

TVs cigarets and women wearing nearly nothing

Everyone's manipulating me to buy something

To buy something

I want your money

But do I want another

I'd rather listen to a love song

Then find another lover