Elkie Brooks - Money lyrics

Money, you get away you 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 you get back i'm all right Jack
Keep your hands off my stack

Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody goody bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first
Class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear Jet

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, away, away
But if you ask for a rise
It's no surprise that they're
Giving none away