Money Honey by Drifters
You know, the landlord rang my front door bell--
i let it ring for a long, long spell--
i looked through the window, i peeked through the blind,
and asked him to tell me what was on his mind.
he said, "money, honey!
money, honey!
money, honey,
if you wanna get along with me."
I was cleaned and skinned and so hard-pressed--
i called the woman that i love the best--
i finally reached my baby 'bout a half past three--
she said, "i'd like to know what you want with me."
i said, "money, honey!
money, honey!
money, honey,
if you wanna get along with me."
She screamed and said, "what's wrong with you?
from this day on, our romance is through."
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