Money stole my lady
Fools have a way of making me crazy
Money buy you freedom
Rules have a way of making me lazy
CHORUS:
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
CHORUS
Fools have a way of making me crazy
Money buy you freedom
Rules 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
Fools have a way of making me crazy
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Money changes everything. It changes the way you perceive things. In the end, you may wish you never had all that money in the first place!