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Money This Money That

Keep hold of your money for times that are lean Keep hold of your money from people who are mean Keep hold of your money so you can get by Money this money that Money for that Christmas wrap Money makes a merry Christmas for some If I had the money I would feed all who I could If I had enough money I would do what I should Pay all my bills and help people out Money from my bank account has dwindled away slow Money from my bank account took us to the show Money from my bank account keeps us alive I have worked for my money and paid my own way I have worked for my money to pay where I stay I have worked for my money and tried to save With money we gamble and play games of chance The money can leave through a hole in your pants I would gamble my money but my kids do come first I am a slave for money though it does enslave me I am a slave for money though I try to break free You are enslaved by money can you not see We all need money in this day and age Why does this money cause so much rage Without enough money we cannot survive

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