You commence as a poor devil,
and one day, then,
comes the one or another
well, zero behind, zero behind, zero behind, zero behind, ...
The millio-millio-millio-millio-millio-millionaire,
he has a hard time, he has a hard time, he has a hard time.
The millio-millio-millio-millio-millio-millionaire,
doesn't he have or does he have, or doesn't he have or does he have,
or doesn't he also have a hard time, hard time, hard time, hard time ...
About people who collect it,
you can actually only warn,
for even velvet and silk can't
camouflage their horse feet.
Yeah, 'cause, if I win the jackpot,
I'll spend surely everything,
for Eva, Maria, Natascha, Pia
and the adequate house.
The quintessence of this story
should reach the Rich ones,
maybe the one or another
gets softened.
For my bank director starves,
my fiscal men cry,
maybe a nice millio-millio-millionaire sends me
some time some of his, some of his banknotes.
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For
Money - doesn't make happy,
Money - it just calms the nerves,
Money - but you have to own it,
Money - to throw it out the window.
Moneeeeeeeey
'Cause, if I win the jackpot
and not everything is gone,
I'll open up in the next town
just right a gamble casino.
And you can knowingly everything,
buy even love for it,
well, but the best way of all
well, is just to booze it away.
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Money
What is the young lady talking about?
Money
Money
Money
Money
What are you talking about?
Tell me, tell me,
about what are you talking actually,
can you explain me,
about what's the matter?
About bucks, about dough, about boodle, about dinero? 1)
How or where or how or when or how or what?
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money