You've been checking some girls heart
For some tenderness
But all you found this far
Her credit card eyes and some pretentiousness
Tell her you're gonna have to pass
If she don't like it she can kiss your ass
Cos all you wanted anyway
Was your take home pay
Take home pay, better spend it as fast as you can
Take home pay, buy yourself a lover beats beatin' it by hand
You know what they say
Money can't buy happiness
But you 're feelin real good
When you're real well dressed
And you're blowin them all away
Spending your take home pay!
Writer(s): John Mellencamp
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