Money, stole my lady
Fools have a way of making me crazy
Money, buy you freedom
Fools have a way of making me lazy
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
So we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell