Rico Macalma Online

MONEY

It seems to me you've done something wrong
Couldn't put my finger on it for so long.
But now I know you owe me.
Give me back my money - all my fuckin money.
You were livin like a little queen, I always wondered why it seemed so wrong somehow.

You hit me on the head while we were makin love,
so when you talk about me I don't know who you're speakin of.
But now I know you owe me.
Gimme back my money - all my fuckin money.
I was in the dark for oh, so long, now I know just why it seemed so wrong.

I work at McDonalds, I eat and sleep there.
Ain't got no house, no car, no cash, it just ain't fair.
I scrub the toilets, I scrub the floors.
I'm not a rich man now not like I was before.

I'm hangin on the edge just barely holdin on.
Sad thing is I can't prove a thing you've done.
You think they'd know you owe me - that all you're stinkin money was once my fuckin money.
Spending like you didn't care, because you don't - it's just not fair.

I work at McDonalds, I eat and sleep there.
Ain't got no house, no car, no cash, it just ain't fair.
I scrub the toilets, I scrub the floors.
I'm not a rich man now not like I was before.

Yeah now I know you've done me wrong
But you just stand there laughing like you've done all along.
But now I know you owe me - I'll get my gun and all my money, all my fuckin money's worth.
I hope the judge will understand when I take the law into my hands
The law baby, and your fuckin neck.

I work at McDonalds, I eat and sleep there.
Ain't got no house, no car, no cash - it just ain't fair.
I scrub the toilets, I scrub the floors.
I'm not a rich man now not like I was before.

(c)1989 Rico Macalma