King Crimson - Easy Money
Your Admirers On The Street Gotta Hoot And Stamp Their Feet In The Heat From Your Physique As You Twinkle By In Moccasin Sneakers With Your Fingers All A-shake And I Thought My Heart Would Break When You Doubled Up At The Stake But You Always Make Money You Could Never Tell A Winner From A Snake Easy Money With Your Figure And Your Face Strutting Out At Every Race Show The Colour Of Your Crimson Suspenders Throw A Glass Around The Place My Old Dog Could Chew His Bone Sit Around The Family Throne We Would Take The Money Home For Two Weeks We Could Appease The Almighty Easy Money Keep My Bread In An Old Fruit Jar Got No Truck With The La-di-da Drive You Out In A Motor-car Getting Fat On Your Lucky Star Just Making Easy Money.
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