The Money Song Songtext
von The Andrews Sisters
The Money Song Songtext
Down in Washington DC
Men are workin′ busily
In a place they call the mint
They make coins and also print
Very excellent engraving
Which the rest of us keep saving
Dressed if up in black and green
It's the darndest stuff you′ve ever seen
If you got it, you don't need it
If you need it, you don't got it
You don′t get it, shame on you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Them that have it get more of it
Less they need it, more they love it
And it sticks to them like glue
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Ask the rich man, he′ll confess
Money can't buy happiness
Ask the poor man, he don′t doubt
That he'd rather be mis′rable with than without
If you spend it, please be wiser
If you save it, you're a miser
You don′t wan' it, you're cuckoo
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
La-la-la-lu-lu, a nickel or a dime or penny
La-la-la-lu-lu, is better than not havin′ any
La-la-la-lu-lu, a half a dollar or a quarter
La-la-la-lu-lu, makes people do a lot of things they hadn′t ever
Oughta do
If you're lucky and you make it
You′re so frightened who might take it
Stomach troubles come to you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
If you got it, you got trouble
If you haven't, trouble′s double
If you grab it, jail for you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Birds don't got it, still they sing
Eating worms upon the wing
Ideal life some folks affirm
So OK you′re a bird but suppose you're a worm
It's a bad thing, oh yes, very
Full of germs, unsanitary
Will we have some, oh thank you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Men are workin′ busily
In a place they call the mint
They make coins and also print
Very excellent engraving
Which the rest of us keep saving
Dressed if up in black and green
It's the darndest stuff you′ve ever seen
If you got it, you don't need it
If you need it, you don't got it
You don′t get it, shame on you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Them that have it get more of it
Less they need it, more they love it
And it sticks to them like glue
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Ask the rich man, he′ll confess
Money can't buy happiness
Ask the poor man, he don′t doubt
That he'd rather be mis′rable with than without
If you spend it, please be wiser
If you save it, you're a miser
You don′t wan' it, you're cuckoo
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
La-la-la-lu-lu, a nickel or a dime or penny
La-la-la-lu-lu, is better than not havin′ any
La-la-la-lu-lu, a half a dollar or a quarter
La-la-la-lu-lu, makes people do a lot of things they hadn′t ever
Oughta do
If you're lucky and you make it
You′re so frightened who might take it
Stomach troubles come to you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
If you got it, you got trouble
If you haven't, trouble′s double
If you grab it, jail for you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Birds don't got it, still they sing
Eating worms upon the wing
Ideal life some folks affirm
So OK you′re a bird but suppose you're a worm
It's a bad thing, oh yes, very
Full of germs, unsanitary
Will we have some, oh thank you
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
Funny, funny, funny what money can do
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