You know, the landlord rang my front door bell. 
I let it ring for a long, long spell. 
I went to the window, 
I peeped through the blind, 
And asked him to tell me what`s on his mind. 
He said, 

Money, honey. 
Money, honey. 
Money, honey, if you want to get along with me. 

Well, I screamed and I hollered, 
I was so hard-pressed. 
I called the woman that I loved the best. 
I finally got my baby about half past three, 
She said I`d like to know what you want with me. 
I said, 

Money, honey. 
Money, honey. 
Money, honey, 
If you want to get along with me. 

Well, I said tell me baby, what`s wrong with you? 

Money, honey. 
Money, honey. 
Money, honey, 
If you want to get a long with me. 

Well, I`ve learned my lesson and now I know
The sun may shine and the winds may blow. 
The women may come and the women may go, 
But before I say I love you so, 
I want 

Money, honey. 
Money, honey. 
Money, honey, 
If you want to get along with me.