Il testo della Hundred dollar lady

They call her a hundred dollar lady
I dont really know what shes worth
But ever since she walked
Into this honky tonk
Ive counted all my money wantin her
Two fives, three ones, and two quarters
And this cold glass of beer i just paid for
And i could pay the rest first thing monday
Ah, honey have mercy on a poor boy,
But she said:

(bridge)
No down payments, no checks or credit cards
Im sorry but business is business
Im a workin girl and you know times are hard
But honey im off on wednesdays

Well i bought a few rounds
And she took whiskey
Gusto on tap aint good enough
She was wearin high heeled boots
And tight fittin two piece levis
So manhattans more her kind of stuff
Three ones, two dimes, four nickles
Ill go without lunch and smokes tomorrow
But she said no again to my question
She likes me but she told me she was sorry
She still said:
Hundred dollar lady

(repeat bridge)

They call her a hundred dollar lady
I dont really know what shes worth
Ive had me some of those
Hundred dollar daydreams
But none of them can come up to her
No fives, no ones, just three nickles