You never give me your money You only give me your funny paper And in the middle of negotiations You break-down I never give you my number I only give you my situation And in the middle of investigation I break-down Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack Monday, morning turning back Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go But oh, that magic-feeling, nowhere to go Oh, that magic-feeling, nowhere to go Ah-ah One sweet dream Pick-up the bags and get in the limousine Soon we'll be away from here Step on the gas and wipe that tear away One sweet dream came true today Came true today, came true today One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven

You never give me your money You only give me your funny paper And in the middle of negotiations You break down I never give you my number I only give you my situation And in the middle of investigation I break down Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack Monday morning, turning back Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go I never give you my number I only give you my situation And in the middle of investigation I break down I break down Money, money, honey I want your money Money

She won't drive a Cadillac unless it's new She says gold is just a place to put my jewel I work double shifts for one more pair of shoes This livin' easy's getting hard to do My daddy said never spend more than you make And that advice I've always tried to take 'Til the day you walked into the room Now livin' easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm trying Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a million in the bank but you need two Cause a man's gotta do what he's gotta do I'm going back to bustin' ass and singing blues This livin easy's getting hard to do Keep it simple Man I'm tryin' Start out lovin' End up cryin' Loan me a dollar Some common sense Can't pay these credit cards on good looks and regrets Put a tombstone in the back yard one day Hand carved under my name it will say Here lies a man who found out far too soon This livin' easy's gotten way too hard to do 'Til the day that you walked into the room This livin easy's getting hard to do