so you can pay your way through life
 your dreams are a wate of time
 i won't have a singer for a son of mine

 I looked in his eyes as i opined the door
 he said, you'd better not cross that line boy
 or you're not my son anymore

 The cash and the papers
 the chips and the cheddar, the revenue
 if i ever get some, if and when
 i reckon you'll be happy then
 i hope you'll be happy then

 I loved a gril and she dug me
 but she was always diggin' for a money tree
 we did the whole damn party scene
 she left me for a cracker in a limousine
 years went by and i heard from a friend
 that she was workin' downtown in a strip show
 and sellin' her soul to buy blow

 My best friend was havin' tough times
 he broadsided someone goin' fifty five
 i found out it was just a scam
 to pay some bills and get a brand new van
 the trick was the man he hit was dead the next day
 which put a few dents in his plans when
 they came and put hm in the can

 My best friends would come down in a day
 i guess we all have to learn the hard way
 money just doesn't pay
 the cash and the cheddar, the revenue
 if i ever get some, if and when
 i reckon you'll be happy then
 i hope you'll be happy then