You'll have no family
You'll have no friends
You'll wait for letters
That no one sends
You'll break Your heart
You'll break Your head
You'll break the promise
You made in bed
When the wind is howling
And the wolf is at Your door
When the iceman's coming
To even up the score
You'll do anything for money
Do anything for money
You've got to have the money
All You see is money
Your dress is tired
Your hands are thin
The baby smiles
Your senses swim
The cupboard's empty
The breast is dry
You'd sell Your soul but
No one would buy
When the wind is howling
And the wolf is at Your door
When the iceman's coming
To even up the score
You'll do anything for money
Do anything for money
You've got to have the money
All You see is money