Dire Straits - Money For Nothing Lyrics
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Money For Nothing
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What Are The Lyrics For Money For Nothing By Dire Straits?
(I want my MTV)
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama she got it stickin' in the camera Man, we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises? You bangin' on the bongos like a chimpanzee Oh, that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's Listen here, now that ain't workin' that's the way to do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and the chicks for free Get your money for nothin' and chicks for free Money for nothin' and the chicks for free (I want my, I want my MTV) Money for nothin' and the chicks for free (I want my, I want my MTV) |
Who Wrote Money For Nothing By Dire Straits?
Mark Knopfler, Gordon Sumner
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