1er Festival Rock de Juan-les-Pins. <br /><br />You know, the landlord rang my front door bell. <br />I let it ring for a long, long spell. <br />I went to the window, <br />I peeped through the blind, <br />And asked him to tell me what's on his mind. <br />He said, <br /><br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey, if you want to get along with me. <br /><br />Well, I screamed and I hollered, <br />I was so hard-pressed. <br />I called the woman that I loved the best. <br />I finally got my baby about half past three, <br />She said I'd like to know what you want with me. <br />I said, <br /><br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey, <br />If you want to get along with me. <br /><br />Well, I said tell me baby, what's wrong with you? <br />From this day on our romance is through <br />I said, tell me baby, face to face <br />How could another man take my place? <br />She said, <br /><br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey, <br />If you want to get a long with me. <br /><br />Well, I've learned my lesson and now I know <br />The sun may shine and the winds may blow. <br />The women may come and the women may go, <br />But before I say I love you so, <br />I want <br /><br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey. <br />Money, honey, <br />If you want to get along with me.
