She was only seventeen when Producer Man came offering

That all her dreams would come true

He said, "Come here, sweetie, I can make you a star

I just want to see you flourish and I know you'll make it far"

What she couldn't see

Was he was in it for the money

Money

Money, money

Money

Money, money

Got the girl to move to LA

Got the paperwork so she could sign her life away

And it was in his plan to work her till he got his pay

He said, "Sign right here," and sign she did

He knew that she was too young to know what she wanted

And now she's in the hands of good old Producer Man

Money

Money, money

Money, money

Money, money

Knew his way to get the girl to listen

Made her into someone she isn't

Gotta listen well, only matters how you'll sell

Sweetie, this was part of the deal

What you thought was fake on the money is real

It was too late now, caught herself with no way out

Money

Money, money

Money, money

Money, money

I, am your only chance

And you, know you want it bad

I'll make you a deal you can't refuse

A deal you'll never lose

I, am your only chance

And you, know you want it bad

I'll make you a deal you can't refuse

A deal you'll never lose

Sign on the line

'Cause you're running out of time

Those who have a chance will trust in Producer Man