Money Money

Money, money Money, money, money I gotta let my money fly Where we gonna go tonight? By the time the weekend comes I'm dying just to feel alive Pack it in the Cadillac Let's just go and take a drive 'Cause I know a little place Where the stakes are high and music's right Money, money Just a bit of that money This kinda taste you never get it for free It's about money, money Ooh, it's sweeter than honey There ain't no limit when you spend it with me Ooh, ooh Just a bit of that money, just a bit of that money Ooh, ooh Just a bit of that money, come spend it with me Roll up to the parking lot The valet knows my favorite spot Feeling good damn fresh In my best Calvin Klein ascot (yeah, yeah) You know this round's on me You better order anything you want I got the credit don't forget It takes a lot to be this nonchalant Hey, aah See a dark pair of eyes from across the bar But he won't get what he's looking for We don't think about tomorrow When we walk through that door I'm a trouble man and that's for sure Yeah, yeah, it's about Money, money Just a bit of that money This kinda taste you never get it for free It's about money, money Ooh, it's sweeter than honey There ain't no limit when you spend it with me Ooh, ooh Just a bit of that money, just a bit of that money Ooh, oh Just a bit of that money, come spend it with me Money, money I want Money, money I want Order anything that you want Whatever makes you high I want A lot to be this nonchalant Hey, man I want Money, money, money This kinda taste you never get it for free It's about