"Follow The Money" lyrics - L.A. GUNS

Lay right back in your leisure chair
You're high on style, but you're puttin' on airs
You're a one-trick horse playin' at a loss
I could tell a mile away

[Pre-Chorus:]
Now your lies are gone all gray
I'm just goin', yeah
Here's what you do, yeah

[Chorus:]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Followin' the money
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Goin' with the gold
You're hot damn, you're big plans
You got 'em running
Oh, but running's all that you know

So charming
I got her ready to play
But you're a one-trick pony lookin' like you're lonely
You think you know me, no way

[Pre-Chorus:]
Now your lies are goin' gray
And I'm just goin'
Here's what you do, yeah

[Chorus:]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Followin' the money
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Goin' with the gold
You're hot damn, you're big plans
You got 'em running
Oh, but running's all that you know

[Guitar solo]

[Bridge:]
Playin' with your dirty money
Tempt her with a pot of gold
When you're gonna steal it from me
Then you gotta let it go
You gotta let it go
Yow

[Chorus:]
Followin' the money
Goin' with the gold
You're hot damn, you're big plans
You got 'em running
Run, run, run, running
Whoo
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Following the money
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Going with the gold
You're hot damn (Hot damn), you're big plans
You got 'em running
Oh, but running's all that you know