| 歌曲 | Easy Money (Album Version) |
| 歌手 | REO Speedwagon |
| 专辑 | Nine Lives |
| Lyrics：Gary Richrath Music：Gary Richrath | |
| South of the border and busted, | |
| Caught by a woman I trusted, | |
| Now don't you call me a fool, | |
| It could have happened to you, | |
| It's just my luck, | |
| It had to happen to me. | |
| Sweet Carmelita betrayed me | |
| She said, 'Take me home, serenade me.' | |
| I figured a song could do me no wrong. | |
| I didn't know how wrong I could be. | |
| Easy money for just one run to Peru. | |
| It'll be so easy. We'll have no trouble gettin' through. | |
| Well I almost made it, except for that one border guard. | |
| He opened up my guitar. Hello prison yard. | |
| Goodbye easy money. Easy money. | |
| The chiquita must have told 'em my story | |
| 'Cause when my eyes finally focused next morning | |
| Carmelita had spoken 'bout guitars and some coke | |
| And she laughed as they slapped me in chains. | |
| I was thrown in cell with a killer. | |
| A convict who coughed through the night. | |
| While I laid awake with the chills and shakes, | |
| Hoping for a file in a cake. | |
| Easy money for just one run to Peru. | |
| It'll be so easy. We'll have no trouble gettin' through. | |
| Well I almost made it, except for that one border guard. | |
| He opened up my guitar. Hello prison yard. | |
| Just to make me mad he smashed my guitar. | |
| Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, | |
| Easy money |
| Lyrics: Gary Richrath Music: Gary Richrath | |
| South of the border and busted, | |
| Caught by a woman I trusted, | |
| Now don' t you call me a fool, | |
| It could have happened to you, | |
| It' s just my luck, | |
| It had to happen to me. | |
| Sweet Carmelita betrayed me | |
| She said, ' Take me home, serenade me.' | |
| I figured a song could do me no wrong. | |
| I didn' t know how wrong I could be. | |
| Easy money for just one run to Peru. | |
| It' ll be so easy. We' ll have no trouble gettin' through. | |
| Well I almost made it, except for that one border guard. | |
| He opened up my guitar. Hello prison yard. | |
| Goodbye easy money. Easy money. | |
| The chiquita must have told ' em my story | |
| ' Cause when my eyes finally focused next morning | |
| Carmelita had spoken ' bout guitars and some coke | |
| And she laughed as they slapped me in chains. | |
| I was thrown in cell with a killer. | |
| A convict who coughed through the night. | |
| While I laid awake with the chills and shakes, | |
| Hoping for a file in a cake. | |
| Easy money for just one run to Peru. | |
| It' ll be so easy. We' ll have no trouble gettin' through. | |
| Well I almost made it, except for that one border guard. | |
| He opened up my guitar. Hello prison yard. | |
| Just to make me mad he smashed my guitar. | |
| Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, | |
| Easy money |