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Elkie Brooks - Money Lyrics

Money, you get away
You get a good job with more pay and you're okay

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 football team

Money you get back
I'm all right Jack, keep your hands off my stack

Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody goody bullshit

I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling 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, away, away
Away, away, away, away

But if you ask for a rise
It's no surprise that they're giving none away