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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Wurlitzer Piano
St. Vincent
St. Vincent
Vocals
Jeff Trott
Jeff Trott
Electric Guitar
Steve Jordan
Steve Jordan
Drums
Andrew Petroff
Andrew Petroff
Synthesizer
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Composer
Jeff Trott
Jeff Trott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Trott
Jeff Trott
Producer
Steve Jordan
Steve Jordan
Additional Producer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Dave O'Donnell
Dave O'Donnell
Mixing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Money is the Bentley parked on Wall Street
Money is the new friends you make each week
Money is the inside guy at the bank
Money is the yacht right before it sank
[Verse 2]
Bet you never thought you'd want so much
Bet you never thought it'd be so tough
So you sell your soul for a piece of the pie
Now ya can't sleep so you don't even try
[Verse 3]
I wouldn't wanna be like you
I wouldn't wanna be like you, no way
I wouldn't wanna be like you
You tell a lie, you tell a lie, you tell a lie
But that don't make it true
[Verse 4]
Money is the monkey givin' you a back ache
Money is the grease in the palm of a handshake
Money covers up all the evidence
Not takin' all the money would have made the best sense
[Verse 5]
Bet you never thought you'd be that much
Bet you never thought I'd be so rough
You thought you could beat them at their game
But they wrote the rules, now you take the blame
[Verse 6]
I wouldn't wanna be like you
I wouldn't wanna be like you, no way
I wouldn't wanna be like you
You tell a lie, you tell a lie, you tell a lie
But that don't make it true
[Verse 7]
All the players on the sidelines
Feigning shock and innocence
Hear no, see no, speak no evil
Take the fall for all of the place
[Verse 8]
Money is the orange jumpsuit you're wearin'
Money is the gray roots in your blond hair and
Money is the ex-wife and the ex-girlfriends
Money you hid is the money they're spendin'
Here's to the brand new diamond bracelet
Here's to the days before you went down
'Cause what goes around comes around and around
[Verse 9]
I wouldn't wanna be like you
I wouldn't wanna be like you, no way
Oh, I wouldn't wanna be like you
You tell a lie, you tell a lie, you tell a lie
But that don't make it true
[Verse 10]
I wouldn't wanna be like you, no way
Oh, I wouldn't wanna be like you
You tell a lie, you tell a lie, you tell a lie
But that don't make it true
No, that don't make it true
[Verse 11]
Ooh, that don't make it true
Oh, that don't make it true
Written by: Jeff Trott, Sheryl Crow
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