(Corthon)



Got lots of money

Got lots of phony friends

I can drink lots of whiskey

I can drink lots of gin

I know every guy in this town

When my money runs out

I won't have these friends around



I drove to the Boogaloo Club

I walked right on in

Everybody knows me

By the money that I spend

Well I finally realized

That these buddies tell lies

In fact they're no good friends



Money makes some folks frown

Money makes some folks steal

Money gets some folks hurt

Money gets some folks killed



I don't trust nobody

Not even my buddy, buddy friends

I know they'll stab me in the back

Took away my baby's ring

Well I finally realized

That these buddies tell lies

In fact they're no good friends



Money makes some folks frown

Money makes some folks steal

Money gets some folks hurt

Money gets some folks killed



I don't trust nobody

Not even my buddy, buddy friends

I know they'll shoot me in the back

Just took away my baby's ring

Well I finally realized

That these buddies tell lies

In fact they're no good friends

Oh I finally realized

That these buddies tell lies

In fact they're no good friends