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Well I'm gettin' tired workin' hard every day |
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Workin' every day and not a-gettin' much pay |
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I got a big geiger counter, it's a pretty good rig |
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When the needle starts clickin' it's where I'm gonna dig |
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Money-money honey, and the kind you fold |
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Money-money honey, rock 'n' roll |
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Rake it in, bale it up like hay |
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Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away |
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Well, I can see me now in my long Cadillac |
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Hinges in the middle, spare wheel on the back |
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Man, don't you know I'd be hard to stop |
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When I find that big uranium rock |
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Money-money honey, and the kind you fold |
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Money-money honey, rock 'n' roll |
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Rake it in, bale it up like hay |
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Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away |
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Yes, that's me in my long Cadillac |
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Headin' down the road and I ain't comin' back |
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Ain't no red light gonna make me stop |
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When I find that big uranium rock |
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Money-money honey, and the kind you fold |
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Money-money honey, rock 'n' roll |
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Rake it in, bale it up like hay |
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Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away |
