He had a crumpled dollar bill in his pocket
A way of moving that could sever the past
He never sold it if he thought he could hock it
He never hurried if the money would last
To buy love. He never had to buy love
He was a flower from oblivion's garden
She had a penchant for his style of sin
She never wondered if her heart would unharden
She could be satisfied just shedding her skin
And like a jumper from the 33rd story
Who sees a family eating dinner inside
She spent a fortune on a moment of glory
Just to discover that her passion had died
To buy love. She didn't want to buy love
She had a thousand piece of gold in her pocket
She had a microphone both silver and still
An opportunity to empty her locket
She swore she never would but maybe she will
Buy love. Maybe she's going to buy love
From the cut you LP/CD