MONEY...monkey...MONEY...monkey...MONEY...monkey...MONEY...
Mon (k) ey A drug that makes you feel good It takes your cares away You'd do all things, God knows you would If only you could pay But give the devil his due Work hard and try your best Everybody's got it, but you Then somebody steals the rest It used to take a little Now this drug, it takes a lot... Sign in to see full entry.