Well baby what I couldn't do
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry
That money brings
Just a little filthy looker
Buys a lot of things
And I could take you to places
That you would like to go
But outside of that
I've no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain honey
That life would be sunny
With plenty of money and you
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain honey
That life would be sunny
With plenty of money and you
