Lyrics Six Feet Under

Six Feet Under

What Do You Do for Money Honey

You're working in bars

Riding in cars

Never gonna give it for free

You're apartment with a view

On the finest avenue

Looking at your beat on the street

You're always pushing, shoving

Satisfied with nothing

You bitch, you must be getting old

So stop your love on the road

All your digging for gold

You make me wonder

Yes I wonder, I wonder

Honey, whaddya do for money?

Honey, whaddya do for money?

Where you get your kicks?

You're loving on the take

And you're always on the make

Squeezing all the blood out of men

They're all standing in a queue

Just to spend the night with you

It's business as usual again

You're always grabbin', stabbin'

Trying to get it back in

But girl you must be getting slow

So stop your love on the road

All your digging for gold

You make me wonder

Yes I wonder, I wonder

Honey, whaddya do for money?

Honey, whaddya do for money?

Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your kicks?

Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your licks?

What you gonna do?