I'm the dandy high woman, and you're too scared to mention
I spend my cashin' looking fresh and grabbing your attention
The devil take your stereo, your record collection
The way you look, you're qualified for next year's all-day pension
Stand and deliver all your money to your life
Cry in the mirror, all your money to your life
I'm the dandy high woman, so sick of easy fashion
The clumsy boots and pick of rusted paper, things are dashing
So what's the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking?
It's time to off the desk and off the big mistake he's making
Stand and deliver all your money to your life
Cry in the mirror, all your money to your life
Even though you're furious, all your cashins will be mine
We're the dandy high women, so tired of excuses
Of demeaning philosophies where only showbiz loses
We're the dandy high women, and here's your invitation
To free yourself of the other one and join our insect nation
Stand and deliver all your money to your life
Cry in the mirror, all your money to your life
Even though you're furious, all your cashins will be mine
Cry in the mirror, all your money to your life
Cry in the mirror, all your money to your life
Stand and deliver all your money to your life