Money Is a Problem Songtext
von Dean Martin

Money is a problem, is a problem
A problem only the rich can comprehend
If money is a problem, is a problem
I wish I had a couple of problems to spend

If I just had a little bit of time to spare
I could form a society for the protection of
The poor unhappy millionaire

(Money is a problem, is a problem)
A Texan begins to learn it when he′s two
(Money gets you in a spot, just once you start with it)
(And you cannot buy another persons heart with it)
So how come them that has it hates to part with it?


Money is a problem (is a problem)
But say the word and I'll gladly trade problems with you
(You would?)
Like that

If I were a millionaire (if you were a millionaire)
I′d buy me a couple of yachts real quick and keep one as a spare
If I had a lot of loot (if you had a lot of loot)
I'd find me a tailor to whip me up a platinum pin-striped suit

"He who steals my purse steals trash" the wise men say
But that's cause wise men ain′t got nothing anyway

(Money is a problem, is a problem)
(A problem that only wealthy folks pursue)
(We know from where you stand a million bucks is fine)
(But too much gold can burn you just like too much sun)
I don′t wanna be a millionaire
I just wanna live like one


Money is a problem, is a problem
And any millionaire (a-da-da-da-da)
Will tell you it's true, boo hoo
And any millionaire will tell you it′s true