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 bullsh** I'm in the hi-fidelity first cla** 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