Ted - Just for the Money Lyrics
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Just for the Money
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What Are The Lyrics For Just for the Money By Ted?
Its true what they say
You gotta run free To learn the very secrets of life And life ain't a joke Because when you're broke You can't pay your debts with a smile I've seen a whole lot of ramblin at backstreet motels Where all the honky tonk cats Go chasin for rats I'm through with my job and the factory smell Ii have the right to expect A little respect I ain't got a dime to be saved in a bank that's why I gotta be frank Lovin you Is lovin you just for the money Ooh loving you Is the kind of livin I want to do Play tennis together on top off a hill Were happy forever as long as you will Love just for the money How deep is your love and your credit account I gotta know all the facts To get in the act Invite all my friends to a church outta town I have to send them some bucks To rent them a tux You know they gotta looka nice When they stand in the aisle And sing along With a great great big smile Lovin you Is lovin you just for the money Ooh lovin you Is the kind of livin I want to do When I face the altar and give you my ring The reverends daughter and choir will sing Love just for the money Lovin you Is loving you just for the money Ooh loving you Is the kind of livin I want to do Well go for a honeymoon cruise to La France Our lives will be sunny if you take a chance Love just for the money -------------------------------------------------------------------- |
Who Wrote Just for the Money By Ted?
David Earl, David Stenhouse, Eddie Auffray
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