Sexual Relations with a Wall Street Banker lyrics

So the bells, they're still ringin' While my boyfriend's in the slammer New York City, God, I love ya Won't you give me back my baby? Love's what a price to pay Hot, sex and glamour-mour-mour Put your money on the floor, floor, floor Shut your dirty mouth, throw a fit while I'm eating the rich Let your wife take the kids Another night at The Ritz (ow) So the bells, they're still ringin' While my boyfriend's in the slammer New York City, God, I love ya Won't you give me back my baby? Love's what a price to pay Hot, sex and glamour-mour-mour Put your money on the floor, floor, floor Shut your dirty mouth, throw a fit while I'm eating the rich Let your wife take the kids Another night at The Ritz (ow)