Loose Change
Well lately, I don't care about anything.
I don't need assets to feel like a king.
I just want, to do what I want.
But when it comes to money,
that's something I ain't got.
I don't care about too much.
Just to be happy, and feel some love.
And yet inside, there's this feeling I can't hide.
A deep down drive to get on the ride.
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How many moneys, is enough money
cause I've got no money.
And thats not enough.
How many moneys, is enough money?
Cause I've got no money and
times are getting tough.
Money, money money getting on my mind.
Sex sells and we might be buying.
So I, double up on the kenny's please.
Couple cigarettes and steady feed.
It's like, fuck that, let us do what we want.
Shoot through the sky just to bury my palms.
A quick bit of honey from the busy bee,
celophane junky's got a message please.
How many moneys, is enough money?
cause I've got no money.
And thats not enough.
How many moneys, is enough money?
Cause I've got no money and
times are getting tough.
Autor(es): Andrew Tudehope