The lyrics for MoneyTalks by AC/DC from The Razors Edge MONEYTALKS (Young, Young) Yeow! Tailored suits, chaufeured cars, Fine hotels and big cigars Up for grabs, all for a price, Where the red hot girls keep on dancin' through the night. T he claim is on you, the sights are on me, So what do you do, that's guaranteed? Hey little girl, you want it all, The furs, the diamonds the paintings on the wall. Come on, come on, lovin' for the money, Come on , come on, listen to the money talk / /repeated twice A French maid, foreign chef, A big house, with kingsize beds. You had enough, you ship 'em out, The dollar's up, down, you better buy the pound. The claim is on you, the sights are on me, So what do you do? That's guaranteed, Hey litt le girl, you break the laws, You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all Come on etc... Money talks, Yeah! (solo) come on, etc money talks, talks, talks, Oh, here it comes, yeah, yeah, yeah! Money talk! "Pure, bloody poetry :-)" Ripped of "The best of AC/DC " "TAB" book sveini