I don’t run for the money honey

It don’t mean a thing

and the power and the glory

never ever made a man a king

and I don’t need to ride

in a long black limousine

I don’t even need to see my picture

On the cover of a magazine



I just need a little satisfaction

And it hits me like a chain reaction

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all



I don’t need to read my name

All over the front page news

Better save your ink….mister

‘cause I ain’t got no use



maybe you could say that I’m

that I’m just another prisoner of love

it’s the only thing I know for sure

to help me rise above



I just need a little satisfaction

And it hits me like a chain reaction

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all



And it burns like a fire

And I feel it take me higher

It gets down under my skin

Makes me wanna give that wheel a spin





I just need a little satisfaction

And it hits me like a chain reaction

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all





Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all

Talkin’ bout the pride and passion

And the thrill of it all