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Money Songtext

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay
And your O.K.

Money, it′s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands
And make a stash

New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money get back
I′m all right Jack
Keep your hands off my stack

Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that
Do goody good bullshit

I′m in the hi-fidelity
First class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

(Sax and guitar solos)


Money, it′s a crime
Share it fairly
But don't take a slice of my pie

Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil
Today

But if you ask for a rise
It′s no surprise that they're
Giving none away
Away
Away
Away
Away...


"Hu Huh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right. That geezer was
cruising for a bruising!"
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don′t know, I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2.
He was asking
Why he wasn′t coming up on freely, after I was yelling
and
Screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on
freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out

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