I don't need to be filthy rich Rolling fat stacks too heavy to lift Don't need five cars that I don't even drive
All the fine things that a sucka can buy
All I need is a place to hang my hat Tell me what could a rich man know about that
Waking up at the break of dawn When I get back the girl is gone My hands are dirty and my shoes are thin Should know by now, that's the business I'm in
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
I don't want to make a scene Don't need no spotlight to shine on me What I got I didn't get for free I broke my back and skinned my knees
Workin' hard just to stay alive I don't need much, just enough to survive
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Tryin' to make a dollar Tryin' to make a dollar Tryin' to make a dollar Tryin' to make a dollar
Tryin' to make a dollar (Trying to make a dollar) Tryin' to make a dollar (Tryin' to make a dollar) Tryin' to make a dollar (Tryin' to make a dollar) Just tryin' to make a dollar
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
Make a little money, make a little love Get a little help from the Lord above
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