Grateful Dead

Money Money

歌词

My baby give me the finance blues
Tax me to the limit of my revenues
Here she come finger-poppin' clickety-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)
Money, money (Money, money, money)
Money, money (Money, money, money)

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She say, "Money, honey," I draw a blank
I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank
Knockin' 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 (Money, money, money)
Money, money (Money, money, money)

Mama, don't send me down to rob that bank again
I got a notion you've been leadin' me to sin
Won't you relax, won't you lay way back
Don't you bug your honey 'bout no cat fight
The doggy dogs, they don't need no jive
So won't you please relax and lay way back

My baby's lovin' gives me such a thrill
It gives me inspiration makin' counterfeit bills
Now some folks say the best things in life are free
I sure don't get no lovin' livin' 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 (Money, money, money)
Money, money (Money, money, money)

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 (Money, money, money)
Woo, money, money (Money, money, money)
Money, money (Money, money, money)
Money, money (Money, money, money)