Shitloads Of Money

Okay, a one, two, three
Two, two, two

Louis is probably 30 years old, but he looks like a solid 45
Louis says he's got a headache
I look in his eyes, and I believe him
The big l.k.'s and the gangster disciples
Louis can't think of who else could take over
But he just can't get up in the morning
A genuine face, braced for survival

It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money

Don't know how many times you were stuck in the morning
You just couldn't move, though your mother was calling
You know what you need is a lotto revival
A train flashes by, and you're lost in a spiral

It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money

Take the train on up to the zoo
And don't look back on what you've been through
Because everyone's got a Monday
It looks like shit and it must be America
It burns so quick, and it must be America

It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money

That would surely include lots of money
You have got to have shitloads of M-O-N-E-Y, money



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Writer(s): Liz Phair
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