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