(words & music by J. Stone)
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?
From this day on our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
She said,

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.