by: Jimmy Buffett and Mac McAnally 



(whistling) 

Now I'm not talking 'bout excessive greed 

The kind that puzzled the scribes and pharisees 

I don't worship it like a golden calf 

But change in my pocket is always good for a laugh 



Seen it brighten up the eyes of a child 

It even makes the Dalai Lama smile 

It's no relation to the meaning of life 

It's a dang fool husband doesn't spring for his wife 



A little spending money 

money to burn 

money that you did not necessarily earn 

Rainy days seem to wind up sunny 

Long as you got a little spending money 



I got no financial conscience 

Can't worry where it went 

A lasting treasure a moment of pleasure 

worth in every cent 



Coin or paper, silver or gold 

All Denominations nouveaux or old 

Can't have a turkey without oyster dressing 

It's the root of all evil the sum of your blessings 



Don't need no armored car or time-locked vault 

Don't need a shaker full, just a few grains of salt 

You may get by looking good and being funny 

But life's a little less restrained with a little 



Spending money 

money to burn 

money that you did not necessarily earn 

rainy days seem to wind up sunny 

long as you got a little spending money 

long as you got a little spending money 

oh give me some spending money