With Plenty of Money and You (Oh! Baby What I Couldn't Do) Songtext
von The Ink Spots
With Plenty of Money and You (Oh! Baby What I Couldn't Do) Songtext
Oh baby, what I couldn′t do
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry that money brings
Just a little filthy looker buys a lot of thing
And I could take you to places you'd like to go
But outside of that, I′ve no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain honey, that life would be sunny
With plenty of money and you
Yes, yeah, all browned-skin baby
What I couldn′t do
With the pocket full of money and you, yeah
In spite of the worry money brings, yeah
Just a little filthy looker buys a whole lot of thing
I could take you to places that you would like to go
Outside of that browned-skin
I′ve got no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I′m certain browned-skin, I've got you under my skin
With the pocket full of money and you
Double up there Charlie, yeah
Oh baby, what I couldn′t do
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry that money brings
Just a little filthy looker buys a lot of thing
And I could take you to places you'd like to go
But outside of that, I′ve no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain honey, that life would be sunny
Sunny, honey, money and you, yeah
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry that money brings
Just a little filthy looker buys a lot of thing
And I could take you to places you'd like to go
But outside of that, I′ve no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain honey, that life would be sunny
With plenty of money and you
Yes, yeah, all browned-skin baby
What I couldn′t do
With the pocket full of money and you, yeah
In spite of the worry money brings, yeah
Just a little filthy looker buys a whole lot of thing
I could take you to places that you would like to go
Outside of that browned-skin
I′ve got no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I′m certain browned-skin, I've got you under my skin
With the pocket full of money and you
Double up there Charlie, yeah
Oh baby, what I couldn′t do
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry that money brings
Just a little filthy looker buys a lot of thing
And I could take you to places you'd like to go
But outside of that, I′ve no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain honey, that life would be sunny
Sunny, honey, money and you, yeah
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