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Jamie T » If You Got The Money
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If you've got the money I think it would be funny ah ah oh To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me Cos' then she might be happy No longer lonely ah ah oh And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free Dah dee doo dahdah dee dah doo dah dahdah domdom dada domdom dom dadee dah doo dahdah dom Spent late nights trying to pick up love of the floor where the other brothers leave it be Though it’s stuck hard down like chewing gum well I’ll gurn on the floor singing 'RIP' Cos the songbirds don't do singing on pavements no sweet melodies the sound of spit And we spat orbit Spoke o’ lost hope so too what you toke man choke on it We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven By three we are thinking of the love we lost By four we be high thinking of the girl lost Second check the odds Was it worth the cost? Do you give a toss? Who are you looking away wondering why you can’t eat Why you never sleep why you’re drunk all the time and you’re cold in the heat Cos' what sow man it's what you reap If you’ve got the money money money money mon I think it would be funny ah to take your girl and send a bit of your cash for me Cos’’' then she might be happy No longer lonely ah ah oh And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free You always meant to walk out that job you keep stopping Should tell your girl more often That lovin' is all about doors unlockin' Now you’re certain nuff never mind three With a buddy holly hiccup on the karaoke Retreatin' on the needle man you just fourth thread And my great grandaddy fought in Gallipoli He’s the only of his friends not shot down dead Lovers all talk in spits and tongues Fight in the playground bully each other Double dare kids up pollute their lungs and threaten with the rep of their big boy brother Some or others say give it up and run away Momma still wants you home for supper Work all day for little to no pay Dance uptown right down to the gutter Deedom domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee So move outa the way man Domdee dahdah dah deedom deedom dee So move outa the way man Domdee dahdah da deedom domdee domdee Move outa the way man Domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee domdee If they’ve got money
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