Written by Katelyn Lapid/Daniel Nigro
Am Em She was only seventeen Am Em When producer man came offering G Am Em That all her dreams would come true Am He said,…"Come…here, sweetie Em I can…make you a star!" Am "I just want…to see you flourish," Em And, "I know you'll make it far" G Whatsshescouldn'tssee Am Em Was that heswas in itsfor the money (Ah-ah-ahh) Am Em Money, ah-ah-ahh Am Em Money, money G Money, ah-ah-ahh Am Em Money, money Am Em Got the girl to move to L.A Am Em Got the paperwork so she could sign her life away G Am Em G And it was in his plan to work her 'til he got his pay (Ay-ay-ayy) Am Em He said, "Sign right here," and sign she did Am He knew that she was too young Em To know what she wanted G And now she's in the hands of Am Em G Em Good old producer man Am Em Money, ah-ah-ahh Am Em Money, money G Money, money Am Em Money, money Am Em Knew his way to get the girl to listen Am Em Made her into someone she isn't G Am Em Gotta listen well, only matters how you'll sell Am Em "Sweetie, this was part of the deal Am Em What you thought was fake, hun, the money is real" G Am Em It was too late now, caught herself with no way out (Ah-ah-ahh) Am Em Money, ah-ah-ahh Am Em Money, money G Money, money Am Em Money, money Am Em I am your only chance Am Em And you know you want it bad G Em I'll make you a deal you can't refuse Am G A deal you'll never lose Am Em I am your only chance Am Em And you know you want it bad G Em I'll make you a deal you can't refuse Am G A deal you'll never lose Am Em G Em Sign on the line, 'cause you're running out of time Em G Am Those who have a chance will trust in Producer Man