| Well, I can meet you on the street
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| And I’ll stop and talk to you
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| You can walk around the block
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| And I could walk around it too
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| We can sit down in the park
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| Do some lovin' in the dark
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| But to me you don’t appeal
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| 'Cause there ain’t no money in this deal
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| Now you might say to me let’s eat
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| I might say my name is Pete
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| And you say that yours is Joyce
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| But I know it could be Lois
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| We can go ahead and steal
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| A love that isn’t real
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| Later I might say I’m Bill
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| 'Cause there ain’t no money in this deal
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| Well, if you want me dear
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| Come and get me I’ll be here
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| And I will marry you
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| If you say that you will do
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| Anything I say until
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| You buy me an automobile
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| But I won’t stay with you still
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| Unless there’s money in this deal
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| Well, then she turned around and said
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| She’d rather be dead
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| Than to see me spend her money
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| When I ain’t never called her honey
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| Said, that’s all for you Hill
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| She already got her fill
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| Told me to go find myself another
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| 'Cause there ain’t no money in this deal
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| I mean it baby
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| There’s no money in this deal |