Among the ash heaps (and millionaires)

Well, her warm breath poured over me the story
Of how her and Tom first met
With a head of lies and a candy smile
Was something he couldn't forget
Oh baby, Oh baby won't you tell me the ways
How do your children grow
Full of spit and piss and their daddy's fists
White as the fallen snow
Chorus:
Is this what you really want?
Is this what you really want?
Among the ash heaps and millionaires
2nd Verse:
Well, he stole me on a train on a Saturday
A hot house in old Soho
With the jump and shake, yeah, the party's break
With a deft move he bloodied her nose
Oh baby, oh baby, won't you tell me the ways
You and Mr. Gatsby go
With a stupid bliss and a bullet's kiss
It's credits with no show
Is this what you really want?
Is this what you really want?
Among the ash heaps and millionaires