Do the Wall Street shuffle Hear the money rustle Watch the greenbacks tumble Feel the Sterling crumble You need a yen to make a mark If you want to make money You need the luck to make a buck If you want to be Getty, Rothschild You've gotta be cool on Wall Street You've gotta be cool on Wall Street When your index is low Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets They plead with you, buddy can you spare the dime But you ain't got the time Doin' the.... Doin' the.... Oh, Howard Hughes Did your money make you better? Are you waiting for the hour When you can screw me? 'Cause you're big enough To do the Wall Street Shuffle Let your money hustle Bet you'd sell your mother You can buy another Doin' the.... Doin' the.... You buy and sell You wheel and deal But you're living on instinct You get a tip You follow it And you make a big killing On Wall Street
writers: ERIC STEWART, GRAHAM GOULDMAN
copyright: SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.
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