Where do I bring the money?
There is no place that pleases me
Where do I bring the money?
There is no place that pleases me - for the money
Yesterday in the Rio Rita Bar
was 007's life in danger
From behind he slipped me a parcel:
"Bring this thing to Joe from Istanbul!"
In the bathroom, I opened the package
Out fell plenty of euchere
Let me go in peace!
Who is Joe from Istanbul?
I clean the dung through the duct
because my beer outside became slowly stale
Money, money, money...