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Dana And The Wolf - Modern Midas Lyrics

Boy what you lookin' over here for
As if there's something over here that might interest you
We talkin' interest or a predatory issue?
Cuz there's a line for your million dollar intro

So baby they can poor another glass of love for me
Yeah I ain't ever gonna turn down booze that's free

Yeah but I ain't really gnawin' at your intro
I wonder when that piece of info gonna hit you

Every little thing
You're a modern midas
Everything you touch go up

Any little thing
You can't fight it
You and your kind go
Up up up up up up

Dollars and dollars and dollars all day
How many dollars today
Broken economy yet
You got a college degree
Pride of the family tree
You're the anomaly g
You need a girl on your d

Treat that thing but

Boy what you lookin' over here for
You got girls who be grabbin' for that tissue
I'm talkin' bout that paper not because they miss you
I make an ass out of you and me and assume

So baby you can poor another glass of love for me
Yeah I ain't ever gonna turn down booze that's free

Inviting all the half brain to your gun show
I think that shallow thing is funny cuz it is true

Every little thing
You're a modern midas
Everything you touch go up

Any little thing
You can't fight it
You and your kind go
Up up up up up up

I only came to the party
Cuz I'm dragged along as us'
Makin' the music
Posse wouldn't take as an excuse

My place is in the corner
The rich man's in the booth

I ain't goin' over there and takin' his abuse

What's he gonna say?
How's it gonna play?
How can we compete?
Lost in his words
You could take them down, shit 'em out
And throw 'em back his way

Think they know they could do that
Think they know they could do that
Think they know they could do that
Think they know they could do that

Talkin' talkin' talkin' shit
Talkin' about that multi-shit
Why they money rentin' tables then
With no one on their dicks?

I drive a fuckin mazda and on Thursday's I-go-both-way chicks

Now I ain't callin' names
I'm just throwing stones and sticks
Every little thing
You're a modern midas
Everything you touch go up

Any little thing
You can't fight it
You and your kind go
Up up up up up up