Money Money

My baby, gives me
The finance blues
Tax me to the limit
Of my revenuesHere she comes finger-poppin'
Clickety-click
She says, furs or diamonds
You take your pickShe wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?She wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?Money, money
Money, money, money
Money, money
Money, money, moneyAnd she say, money, honey
I'd rob a bank
I just load my gun
And mosey down to the bankKnockin' off my neighborhood
Savings and load
To keep my sweet Chiquita
In ea u de cologneShe wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?She wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?Money, money
Money, money, money
Money, money
Money, money, moneyMama don't send me down
To rob that bank again
I got a notion that
You're leadin' me to sinWon't you relax
Won't you lay way back
Don't you bug
Your honey 'bout no CadillacIt's only bucks
You don't need no jack
So, won't you please
Relax and lay way backMy baby's lovin'
Gives me such a thrill
It gives me inspiration
Makin' counterfeit billsNow, some folks say
The best things in life are free
I sure don't get no love
And livin' honestlyShe wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?She wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?Money, money
Money, money, money
Money, money
Money, money, moneyLord made a lady
Out of Adam's rib
Next thing you know
You got women's libLovely to look upon
Heaven to touch
It's a real shame
They got to cost so muchShe wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?She wants money
What she wants?
She wants money
What she wants?Money, money
Money, money, money
Money, money
Money, money, moneyMoney, money
Money, money, money
Money, money
Money, money, money