| Well the King of the Dollar says
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| I’m not home when the phone rings
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| He hangs a sign on the door that says
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| 'Do not disturb'
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| And the King of the Dollar
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| Puts his money where his mouth is
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| 'Cause he thinks it’s the only way
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| He can be heard
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| And the King’s gettin' lonely
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| In his thirteen bedroom mansion
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| So he calls me up
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| From his big black limousine
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| And we don’t understand
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| Why he get’s no satisfaction?
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| He’s in so deep
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| But man he thinks he’s clean
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| Time after time you know I’ve seen him
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| When he’s cryin' in the night
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| For once in his life he’s findin' out
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| That there are things he just can’t buy, oh ho
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| From your greedy little hands
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| To your cake hole mouth
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| You can add up all the figures
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| But count me out
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| You can count me out
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| Time after time you know I’ve seen him
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| When he’s cryin' in the night
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| For once in his life he’s findin' out
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| That there are things he just can’t buy
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| Doo doo doo da, da da da doo
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| I’ve got you |