Hundred Dollars

City girls are all the same They play you like a pinball game Oh what a summer Making love to make believe Their hearts are on not up their sleeves Oh what a summer to lie Under violet or to guys that ask for your number Oh would you wonder why If I paid a hundred dollars for the chance to see you cry And a hundred more to see you cry again 'stead a singing No no body's warmer to the touch than hers but you'll never Know know anything as cold as the heart of a city girl This imaginary friend Can't remember he's pretend Oh what a summer to lie Under neon and glass or to me as I ask for your number Oh would you wonder why If I paid a hundred dollars for the chance to see you cry And a hundred more to see ya cry again 'stead a singing No no body's warmer to the touch than hers but you'll never Know know anything as cold as the heart of a city girl We took a hammer and chisel to the cornerstone Cause the building had to come down In a show more pretty than practical For to satisfy the city girls around Oh it was beautiful but it fell too soon Took a few good men and left these city guys Who would pay a hundred dollars for the chance to see you cry And a hundred more to see you cry again 'stead a singing No no body's warmer to the touch than hers but you'll never Know know anything as cold as the heart of a city girl