Fools, have a way, of making me crazy
Money, buy you freedom
Rules, have a way of making me lazy
And 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
And so we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell
(c)1971 Tom Evans
Money, stole my lady Fools, have a way, of making me crazy Money, buy you freedom Rules, have a way of making me lazy And 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 And so we grow a little older With another tale to tell So we grow a little colder With another tale to tell (c)1971 Tom Evans Explain Request ×
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