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