Money, stole my lady
Fools, have a way, of making me crazy
Money, buy you freedom
Rules, have a way of making me lazy
And so we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell
Money, make you feel unhappy
Fools, have a way, of making me crazy
And so we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell
(c)1971 Tom Evans |
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