Yeah
Well, baby, what I couldn't do
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry that money brings
Just a little filthy lucre buys a lot of things
And I could take you to places that you'd like to go
But outside of that, I've no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain, honey
That life would be sunny
With plenty of money and you
Yes, yeah
Oh, brown skinned baby, what I couldn't do
With the pocket full of money, me and you, yeah
In spite of the worry that money brings, yeah
Just a little filthy lucre buys a lot of things
I could take you to places that you'd like to go
But outside of that brown skin, I've no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain, brown skin
I've got you under my skin
With a pocket full of money and you
Double up that jolly, yeah
Yes, yeah
Pick it, boy
Yes, yes and i caught her wild
But kush for the tin, yeah
Well, baby, what I couldn't do
With plenty of money and you
In spite of the worry that money brings
Just a little filthy lucre buys a lot of things
And I could take you to places that you'd like to go
But outside of that, I've no use for dough
It's the root of all evil
Of strife and upheaval
But I'm certain, honey
That life would be sunny
Sunny, honey, money and you, yeah