The food that I'm eating
Is suddenly tasteless
I know I'm alone now
I know what it tastes likeSo break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good onesLike you might make a dollar
I'm inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils
Peeking over your molars
You're talking to her now
You've eaten something minty
And you're making that face that I like
And you're going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss
For the kiss, kissI need your money, it'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
I need your money, it'll help me
I need your car and I need your loveSo won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?Just break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
You might make a dollar
Dollar
You might make a dollarSo won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?Just break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good onesYou might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
(You might make a dollar)
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
