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Money, money, money. Бэк-вокал

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Money, money, money. Бэк-вокал

I work all night, I work all day,
To pay the bills I have to pay
Ain’t it sad.

And still there ne ver seems to be
A si ngle pe nny left for me
That’s too bad.

In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wea lthy man
I wou ldn’t have to work at all,
I’d fool a round and have a ball...

Mo ney, mo ney, mo ney must be fu nny
In the rich man’s world.
Mo ney, mo ney, mo ney a lways su nny
In the rich man’s world.

A ha -ah a- a
All the things I could do
If I had a li ttle mo ney
It’s a rich man’s world.
It’s a rich man’s world.

A man like that is hard to find
But I can’t get him off my mind
Ain’t it sad.

And if he ha ppens to be free
I bet he wou ldn’t fa ncy me
That’s too bad.

So I must leave, I’ll have to go
To Las Ve gas or Mo na co
And win a fo rtune in a game,
My life will ne ver be the same...

Mo ney, mo ney, mo ney must be fu nny
In the rich man’s world.
Mo ney, mo ney, mo ney a lways su nny
In the rich man’s world.

A ha -ah a- a
All the things I could do
If I had a li ttle mo ney
It’s a rich man’s world.

Mo ney, mo ney, mo ney must be fu nny
In the rich man’s world.
Mo ney, mo ney, mo ney a lways su nny
In the rich man’s world.

A ha -ah a- a
All the things I could do
If I had a li ttle mo ney
It’s a rich man’s world.
It’s a rich man’s world.
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