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Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and you're okay 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 of 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 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, away, away, away Yeah I was in the right! Yes, absolutely in the right! I certainly was in the right! Yeah, I was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising! Why does anyone do anything? Yeah! Why does anyone do anything? I don't know; I was really drunk at the time! I was just telling him it was in, he could get it in number two. He was asking why it wasn't coming up on freight eleven. After, I was yelling and screaming and telling him Why it wasn't coming up on freight eleven. It came to a heavy blow, which sorted the matter out. |