Letra de Rip It Off

Have You Ever Been Down Toamsterdam Gotta Tell A Story Bout A Sweet Madame She´S Hardly Dressed When She Starts To Dance Gives You The Feel You Might Have A Chance Come On And Dance Gotta Rip It Off Gotta Show Ya Stuff She ´S Hot For The Money I Pay Her With My Rockin´ Soul Gotta Rip It Off I Can´T Get Enuff Little Cash Lovin´Honey I Drag You Right Out Of This Hole Playing Dirty Games Right In Front Of Me Sliding My Last Cent Where It Meant To Be Now I´M Out Of Money And She´S Out For More I Hear The Big Boys Banging At The Door