Well, it isn't flat to pile up
It isn't round to roll
I'll never buy the truth
And it sure can't save your soul
But it might just quiet your nerves
And help you take control
I'm talkin' money
Just a little bit of money
You can pay for education
You can buy another car
You can refinance your dreams
And forever raise the bar
But it'll never make you better
Just more of who you are
I'm talkin' money
Just a little bit of money
A penny for your thoughts
It's good to stay in touch
That's not a lot of cabbage
But it still might be too much
It's a needle in the haystack
But you'll find a camel there
Though you can't take any with you
You can buy a rocking chair
With all your money
So go out and get some jingle
Take some time to make some green
Live it up like ol' Kris Kringle
Crank it out like some machine
And maybe someday soon
You'll be in Fortune magazine
With all your money
With all your stacks and stacks of money
You've got those fat, fat stacks of money