Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and you′re 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 footbal team.
Money, get back I′m alright, 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 travelling 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
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