| Made of money
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| But it don’t buy love from a strange face
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| Hateful honey
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| Bittersweet but still in your mouth
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| Was it really fair, oh, oh, happened too fast to remember
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| But you can’t feel a memory at the touch of your own fingers
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| Now
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| Is that pleasure and pain made of money?
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| And if you’re made of money then buy yourself part of the land
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| Made of money
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| Made of money
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| Now all the rich girl, she might have fought room to room in a cold sweat
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| Ain’t life a bitch, like a bitch, well
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| All that stuff and your dreams won’t come true
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| Which way do you go? |
| Oh, in too deep to keep to the distance
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| Forget again, drift away on the line of least resistance
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| Now
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| Is that pleasure and pain made of money? |
| (You got to spend your money)
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| And if you’re made of money then buy yourself part of the land (yeah, yeah,
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| yeah)
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| It doesn’t matter if you’re rich or poor
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| Get yourself a life and walk time, oh
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| Come on
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| Is that pleasure and pain made of money? |
| (There ain’t no pleasure at all)
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| And if you’re made of money then buy yourself part of the land (please don’t
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| fall, oh-woah-oh)
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| Is that pleasure and pain made of money? |
| (Do ya want it all, all?)
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| And if you’re made of money then buy yourself part of the land
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| Made of money
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| Made of money
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| Made of money
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| Made of money
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| Made of money, ah
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| Made of money, ah
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| Made of money |