Utopia - The Smell Of Money (waltz) lyrics

The smell of money Like flies and honey Appeals to something More immediate than mere foreplay And now if you're hungry This one is on your mind The aroma takes my will away Who does this young man think he is? Who needs this turgid love he gives? For though he strives to please me He can't hit the spot like fifty g's can How can i help but notice The smell of money It makes me runny I want a man whose been endowed And is preparing to pay And if you're tipsy It even smells like love The aroma takes my will away It takes my will away The aroma takes my will away!