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Let him spend all his money on you |
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Ease the guilt of the things he won't do |
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For he believes there's no such thing as greed |
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A yearly payment is all that you need |
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In poverty may your goodness prevail |
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While your vaulting ambitions fail |
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A rick man sticks in heaven's door |
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But you my love will live happy for ever more |
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So naturally he sends you no more than this |
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Lest he ruin your chance for eternal bliss |
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What d'you mean you need love not money? |
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You expect to live in a land of milk and honey |
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Let him send his money to you |
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Ease the guilt of the things he won't do |
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A rick man sticks in heaven's door |
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But you my love will live happy for ever more |
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So naturally he sends you no more than this |
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Lest he ruin your chance for eternal bliss |
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What d'you mean you need love not money? |
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You expect to live in a land of milk and honey |
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He can spare just a little to see you right |
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Even he has a conscience that cries at night |
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May the bad things in life come in two's and not three's |
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Such a prayer works wonders for keeping the heart at ease |
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So naturally he sends you no more than this |
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Lest he ruin your chance for eternal bliss |
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What d'you mean you need love not money? |
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You expect to live in a land of milk and honey |
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Are you trying to be funny? |
