Tim Curry - Charge It lyrics

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Tim Curry - Charge It lyrics

Well you can Telex my accountant Call up Tele-Credit, too I know they sent a monthly statement But I never read it through You say you won't accept my Visa Or American Express And the computer is suspicious 'Cause I've got no fixed address Lady, that's a valid document Check out the way I'm dressed You know the way I'm feeling now I'd take a lie-detector test Paradise lost for capital gain Traded for a ticket on the gravy train I can amortize the cost with a minimum of pain But I need it for a write off Can't take another night off You know I never carry change I just Charge it Where do I sign? Charge it Show me the dotted line Charge It I don't have the time to waste Charge It Oh don't mess around Charge It I've got to get downtown 'Cause I promised to deliver To live up to the letter of the Lord, I'm in a state of grace (Yeah, baby angel) Oh, oh! Well, I've enjoyed us doing business But I really must confess This pompous attitute just isn't calculated to impress There's a driver in my car outside Who's easily distressed Lady, when he's through with you He's gonna leave your face a mess Paradise lost for capital gain Traded for a ticket on the gravy train I can amortize the cost with a minimum of pain But I need it for a write-off Can't take another night off You know I never carry change I just Charge It Where do I sign? Charge It Show me the dotted line Charge It I don't have the time to waste Charge It... (Oh, don't mess around) Charge It I've got to get downtown 'Cause I promised to deliver To live up to the letter of the Lord, I'm in a state of grace (There's goes that (), babe) (It's an equal opportunity there) Charge It Where do I sign? Charge It Show me the dotted line Charge It I don't have the time to waste (Oh, don't mess around, babe) (Don't mess around, babe) Charge It Where do I sign? Charge It Show me the dotted line I don't have the time to Charge It (What is that?) (A blue one, I don't have a blue one) (A red one, I don't have a red one) (Oh, just that gold one) (I don't know, do they come in platinum?) (Whoa babe) Where do I sign (Maybe I can just make my mark) (I don't know, do you read?) (Are you literate, babe?) (Are you numerate, babe?) (Do you get laid, babe?) (I don't carry green, it's just) (It makes such a bulge in the pocket) (You like the suit?) (There's something in the piping in the back) (I wanted to have changed) (But my Spanish tailor didn't fly in last week) (You know him? He's called Manuel) (But he always makes the pocket so that if you put money in it) (It looks so ugly) (Oh, cash, baby) (... cash anymore, babe) (Oh, fine send for the manager) (You can't be the manager) (Are you kidding?) (There's a serious problem in personnel)