At the gate you will wait And hesitate and you will lose I've got my life to live You must take what you make From the fake without a name I've nothing more to give. But if pleasure means money, then take it all I'll make sure I'm out the next time you call I know that something always turns up in the end I've been my own worst friend. I was blind, you were kind Now I find that I was shy Nothing to do but leave I understand, it was planned Like the sand I'm high and dry I've no more dreams to weave. But if pleasure means money, then take it all
I'll make sure I'm out the next time you call I know that something always turns up in the end I've been my own worst friend. Like a fool, I was cool As a rule it works out fine This time it worked out wrong Now you've turned, I have learned And I've earned that which is mine Why not take me along. But if pleasure means money, then take it all I'll make sure I'm out the next time you call I know that something always turns up in the end I've been my own worst friend.