Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Money lyrics
[Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Money lyrics]
I'm not the worrying kind
But, you, you lose every time
You lose every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar
Five, ten, twenty
It's a crime that you don't have any money
I don't need much
Just a place I can lay my head
And a warm touch i save every nickel, dime
Quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty
But, I still can't seem to save any money
Once step away from the street
Barely got enough to eat
They're closing down the old 7-Eleven
Everybody's crying for pennies from heaven
Nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten
Twenty it's a crime that we don't have any
Oh, it's a crime that we don't have any money
No, we don't have any money baby
No I don't, no I don't need any money
But, you, you lose every time
You lose every nickel, dime, quarter, dollar
Five, ten, twenty
It's a crime that you don't have any money
I don't need much
Just a place I can lay my head
And a warm touch i save every nickel, dime
Quarter, dollar, five, ten, twenty
But, I still can't seem to save any money
Once step away from the street
Barely got enough to eat
They're closing down the old 7-Eleven
Everybody's crying for pennies from heaven
Nickel, dime, quarter, dollar, five, ten
Twenty it's a crime that we don't have any
Oh, it's a crime that we don't have any money
No, we don't have any money baby
No I don't, no I don't need any money
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