High Demand Lyrics

She calls just to say
"Don't forget the debt you have to pay."
Two-faced lady of luck
Know one you know them all they're all the same.
Gone before you can turn her in
Gone before you know just where she's been
She's in high demand, supply be d***ed
And she always gets her man.

This dollar's burned a hole in my hand
It's big enough to swallow up a man
I hadn't done half of what I had planned
And this dollar's burned a hole in my hand.
I should have known
That the fox won't leave the hounds alone
You can run and you can hide
You can board up all the windows and stay inside

But she'll pull the wind right out of the air
Steal the colour from your eyes and then your hair
She's in high demand, supply be d***ed
And she always gets her man
This dollar's burned a hole in our love
It's a cigarette burn on a satin glove
The city of angels as seen from above
This dollar's burned a hole in our love

This dollar is an old-fashioned hell
A kink in the hose to the diving bell
I'm as rich as a thief in a deep wishing well
This dollar is an old-fashioned hell