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Aaron Tippin

Aaron Tippin

I'll Take Love Over Money

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Have I got the deal for you
Would you like to have a T-bone steak and lobster
Served on the finest china
Accompanied by a bottle of the world's greatest wine
Served in a crystal glass, alone

Or, would you rather have a Big Mac
An order of fries, a cherry pie
Underneath a big oak tree
Sitting on a blanket
Snuggled up to the one you love

I'll take love over money
Forget the green, give me honey
Some people work, work, work their lives away
But I'll take love over money any day

Okay, check this out
You're on the streets of Paris
Standing right underneath the Eiffel Tower
Surrounded by all the magical things
The city of romance has to offer, but you're all alone

Or, would you rather be at the state fair
Standing in line for the Tilt-A-Whirl
Eating cotton candy, mmm, that's good
Drinking a Dr. Pepper and stealing a kiss
From the one you love

I'll take love over money
Forget the green, give me honey
Some people work, work, work their lives away
But I'll take love over money any day

Okay, now think about this
There it sits, a low, flowing, red, slick
Candy apple, rocking sled of a Ferrari
Price tag $205 and some change
But no one and I mean absolutely no one
Will ever be in the passenger seat with you

Or, would you rather have a 1989
Mud gray, 150 extended cab with four-wheel drive
And sitting right next to you as close as the law will allow
Chewing bubble gum, singing in your ear
Along with Lynyrd Skynyrd, is the one you love

Yeah, I'll take love over money
Forget the green, give me honey, honey
Some people work, work, work their lives away
But I'll take love over money any day

Yeah, love over money
Forget the green, give me honey
Some people work, work, work their lives away
But I'll take love over money any day

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