Uncle Ben's Remedy - Money

You take her out you doll her up

When she says treat me right she means buy me stuff

Prove your love with yer credit card

And thinks she loves you just the way you are

But when the money ran out so did she

Chorus

Well it took me a while to see past her smile and tight blue jeans

That she like money money money more than me



I was thinking to have and hold

And she was thinking bout digging for some gold

But the joke's on her ain’t it a shame

in’t got no penny to my name

And when the money ran out so did she

chorus

Written by:
Benjamin Westlund, Harmony Griffin, Shawn Glenn Huestis, Brendan James O'Connor, James Walter Royce

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Uncle Ben's Remedy

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