Money Lyrics - Edgar Winter

Money, get away 

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, get back 

I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack 

Money, it's a hit 

Don't give me that do goody good bullshit 

I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set 

And I think I need a Lear jet 

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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 

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