歌手:Alice Cue
专辑:《CUE》

作词 : Alice Cue
作曲 : Alice Cue
编曲/制作：子龙
Love may be pure like an angel's lips
But Money makes the Devil sing
Love may be pure like an angel's lips
But Money makes the Devil sing
Let me tell you a story of a boy named Mitch
He was poor as the dirt he ain’t got no chips
He fell in love with the Landlord’s B-
When he told her how he felt
She threw his heart in the ditch
Poor little Mitch, shed tears he did
And that’s the day he realized that he needs to get rich
When he returned he had gold in his teeth
Then the Landlord’s B- spread her legs for ol’ Mitch
Love may be pure like an angel's lips
But Money makes the Devil sing
Love may be pure like an angel's lips
But Money makes the Devil sing
Now here’s another story of a little girl
It was Christmas eve 1974
Abandoned by her parents she was all alone
By herself on the streets, left to die in the cold
But he never arrived, the man in the cloak
Instead she was adopted by a wealthy folk
She was 25 when the old man died
And guess what, her parents showed up at her door
Love may be pure like an angel's lips
But Money makes the Devil sing
Love may be pure like an angel's lips
But Money makes the Devil sing
Yeah Money makes the Devil sing
I say Money makes the Devil sing
Yeah Money makes the Devil sing