| Never worry about your money
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| You don’t worry about your charm
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| New York City’s sunny baby
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| With four clocks on your arm
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| You got a fortune in your pocket
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| Twice that in the bank
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| Maserati, you can’t stop it
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| With that tiger in your tank
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| Think you’ve got it all
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| But you still don’t have enough
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| You never had to crawl
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| But you’re doing it now for love
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| Yeah you’re doing it now
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| Really doing it now
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| All your life your money
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| Has got you so refined
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| Your blood runs milk and honey
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| Baby, no sweeter could I find
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| You lost so many treasures
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| And still you wonder why
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| Manners of the heart are something
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| You could never buy
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| You think you got it all
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| But you still don’t have enough
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| You never had to crawl
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| But you’re doing it now
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| Doing it now for love
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| When you finally get it all
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| Like you really always do
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| You’ll be telling everybody
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| Like you discovered something new
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| You never had to crawl
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| But you’re doing it now, doing it, doing it now for love
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| Yeah you’re doing it now
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| Really doing it now
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| I say you’re doing it, doing it now
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| Yeah you’re doing it now
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| You’re doing it now
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| Yeah you’re doing it, doing it, doing it now for love |