Money Money

My baby give me the finance blues

Tax me to the limit of my revenues

Here she come, finger popping, clickity-click

She say, furs or diamonds, you can take your pick

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

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She say, money, honey, I draw a blank

I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank

Knocking off my neighborhood savings and loan

To keep my sweet chiquita in eau de cologne

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

Money money

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Mama, don't send me down to rob that bank again

I got a notion that you're leading me to sin

Won't you relax, won't you lay way back?

Don't you bug your honey 'bout no Cadillac

It's only bucks, you don't need no jack

So won't you please relax and lay way back?

My baby's loving give me such a thrill

It give me inspiration making counterfeit bills

Now, some folks say the best things in life are free

I sure don't get no loving living honestly

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

Money money

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Lord made a lady out of Adam's rib

Next thing you know, you got women's lib

Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch

It's a real shame they got to cost so much

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

She wants money

(What she want?)

Money money

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