You know, the landlord rang my front door bell.
I let it ring for a long, long spell.
I went to the window,
I peeped through the blind,
And asked him to tell me what's on his mind.
He said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
if you want to get along with me.，
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Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.
I said,
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.