Money, is never the price

I once did him a favour which he never ever forgot… So we became indebted to one another. He came to see me a while back on W 44th St. It was freezing. Cohiba as usual and we talked some details…. We always think of you he said…. And as usual he ended by saying: If it’s straight in your head… Then make the call….. Good to see you again, I said. 2 month later all I could hear was Tom Waits singing…. I’d sell your heart to the Junkman baby for a buck…. If you looking for someone to pull you outta that ditch, you’re outta luck!!! …. & eventually, I got it straight in my head…… & the price, is never money…