Money stole my lady
Fools have a way of making me crazy
Money buy you freedom
Rules have a way of making me lazy

CHORUS:
So we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell

Money make you feel unhappy
Fools have a way of making me crazy

CHORUS:
So we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell

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