آپ know, the landlord rang my front door bell
I let it ring for a long, long spell
I went to the window,
I peeped through the blind,
And asked him to tell me what's on his mind
He said,
Money, honey
Money, honey
Money, honey, if آپ want to get along with me
Well, I screamed and I hollered,
I was so hard-pressed
I called the woman that I loved the best
I finally got my baby about half past three,
She کہا I'd like to know what آپ want with me
I said,
Money, honey
Money, honey
Money, honey,
If آپ want to get along with me
Well, I کہا tell me baby, what's wrong with you?
From this دن on our romance is through...
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