Well, baby, what I couldn't do With plenty of money and you In spite of the worry that money brings Just a little filthy looker buys a lot of things And I could take you to places that you would like to go But outside of that, I've no use for dough It's the root of all evil
Well, baby, what I couldn't do With plenty of money and you In spite of the worry that money brings Just a little filthy looker buys a lot of things And I could take you to places that you would like to go But outside of that, I've no use for dough It's the root of all evil
