Songtexte: Slaughter. She Wants More.

Wanna take her to the movies
She don't like no show
But she likes to see how far
Your credit card can go

Gotta push it to the limit
All the way to the top
Oh, don't say that word

'Cause you know she just can't stop
'Cause she's goin' shoppin' on you
Shoppin' on you

It's Mastercard or Visa
Or American Express
She knows all of your limits
And which stores are the best

In Beverly Hills, oh yes
She's drivin' in your sport scar
Bought her tickets to Paris, France

She's gamblin' in Las Vegas
She's got to take a chance
On your cash, babe

She ain't got not bills at home
And as a matter of fact
She ain't got no house to own

She's driving in that big black limousine
And she acts just like a fashion beauty queen
Say hello to Miss Universe, thank you very much

She wants more, more, more
She wants more, more, more

She took your very last dollar with a calculatin' grin
Hey dude, I feel so sorry for you
'Cuz I know where you've been, oh
It's kind of hurts right here, doesn't it?

She ain't got not bills at home
And as a matter of fact
She ain't got no house to own

She's driving in that big black limousine
And she acts just like a fashion beauty queen
Say hello to Miss Universe fellas

She wants more, more, more
She wants more, more, more

She ain't got not bills at home
And as a matter of fact
She ain't got no house to own

She's driving in that big black limousine
And she acts just like a fashion beauty queen
Say hello to Miss Universe fellas

She wants more, more, more
She wants more, more, more
She wants more, more, more
She wants more, more, more