| Listen boy, I’ll tell you a thing.
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| I’ll make you a career in the business I’m in.
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| I’ll make you rich, I’ll make you a toy,
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| I’ll make you turn over into my little boy.
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| Y’see I’m going somewhere.
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| I don’t know what I’m gonna do when I get there.
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| I know money’s a thing — your only inspiration
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| And your only meaning.
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| You must think that all I do Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you.
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| You can fall when I will climb,
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| But I’ll be falling over just by having you in mind.
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| 1st. |
| chorus:
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| Mend that fight — oh listen to them
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| Kickin’up a ball inside a Jericho wall.
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| Mend that fight — it’s all twisted through them.
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| If you ain’t rich then you won’t go to the ball.
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| Having mercy and licking up love,
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| And moving through your ocean like I’ve never had enough.
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| Y’see you ain’t all I want,
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| You’re everything and more that I have ever hoped for.
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| You must think that all I do Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you.
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| You can fall when I will climb,
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| But I’ll be falling over just by having you in mind.
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| -1st chorus-
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| 2nd chorus:
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| You won’t go to the ball.
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| You won’t go to the ball.
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| You won’t go, you won’t go,
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| You won’t go to the ball.
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| You must think that all I do Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you.
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| You can fall when I will climb,
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| But I’ll be falling over just by having you in mind.
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| Mend that fight — oh listen to them
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| Kickin’up a ball inside a No.10 wall.
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| Mend that fight — it’s all twisted through them.
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| I’m rich, you ain’t, so you won’t go to the ball
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| No more!
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| -2nd chorus-
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| Outro:
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| Yeah, if you ain’t got nothing
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| You’ll never go there
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| I tried to make you see
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| I tell you, I’d had enough.
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| Money was a thing, money was a thing,
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| Money was a thing that I believed in. |