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Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) (Junior M.A.F.I.A.) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · Money Money 2020 - 180g Blue Vinyl (The Network) · We Are Money Money (Money Money) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · We Are Money Money (Money Money) · William Joseph Watkins (William Joseph Watkins) – and 90 other albums »


words and music by Curley Williams
- lyrics as recorded by Rosemary Clooney in 1951

If you loved me half as much as I love you
You wouldn't
Pre>a lot of people helped with the lyrics, notably william wittman.
Thanks ww and everybody!

Intro: g#m c#m g#m c#m ebm g#m

G#m c#m g#m c#m ebm
she's got her back turned on me
And she's courting whoever she please

[Instrumental break]

Well, I lost my money in gambling
And I lost my name,
Robert owes half to Grenville 
Who in turn gave half to Larry 
Who adored my instrumentals 
And so he gave half to a foreign publisher 
She took
piano, Big Bill Broonzy - gtr
Williams Mitchell - imitation bass
Chicago Apr 4, 1942
Album: Vol. 4 Document Records DOCD5058
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com
passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said I may be

Left my ring by the soap
Now is that love?
You cleaned me out you could say broke
Now is that love?
Instrumental

My favorite band was playin' 
An Otis Redding song
When they sang the chorus 
Everybody sang along
Dan and Margarita 
were swayin' side by
A closet full of glad rags 
All tucked away in a bed that's swank 
2 sedans & the latest sports car 
Plus a lot of money in the bank 
Baby, just
the lap of luxury

Everything's alrighty by me
With risin' credibility
I'm leavin' a mark with my indelability
She's earnin' the money
I'm servin' the honey
[instrumental]

Well I bet your mama doesn't know
What her baby's into now
And you know how much she can cost
When you pay by the hour
And I guess that you can
him to come back on a Tuesday
Because Sonny Boy hasn't made no money, you know

He said, 'Yeah, but you haven't paid yo' insurance
In two or three week'
(VERSE 1)
Even though you were fooled 
I was on my guard 
Cheap tricks for money 
The magician man 
Tacky gag, whacky lines 
He was at this best
It's no sequels, B3 cases, C3P0's
Before Morpheus and Neo was killin' 'em
We was duckin' roulette's in the hood like Remo Williams

Understand
A-ev'rytime I meet you, baby
Walkin' up an down the street
You walk by me, smilin'
Act like you don't wanna speak

But I, Iittle girl 
I've got tired of your
Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin'
Hopin', hopin'.

INSTRUMENTAL

I got the ticket for the aeroplane
All I need now is a line from you
Made some money and
I
tired of the routine, money is what I need.
I got into the job line, but there's no work for my kind,
No school tie and no degree, no chance for me.

I
(b. andersson, b. ulvæus)
Scaramouche
(instrumental)

Varför ska det vara så seriöst för, alltid?
Nä, I england
to your devastation
My motivation is lyrication, the philosophation
Acquired by the gangsta's inspiration
Mentally loc'd I'm smokin' tracks like it's
him to come back on a Tuesday
Because Sonny Boy hasn't made no money, you know

He said, 'Yeah, but you haven't paid yo' insurance
In two or three week'
and rock chick stockings
Now die
It's all about evil raps and weapons
Money and sluts and gats strapped by the intestines

(Hook x2)

(Instrumental til fade)
ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
ground ground 
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound 
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound 
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
I’m talkin murda on that pussy, I’m a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
my money a lot longer
If blooding ain't right than I couldn't be a wronger
I'm a bad muthafucker, be very afraid
Boy this heat will give your ass