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You can have enough and to spare
Well to do I don't care
Wellwisher from the millionnaire bulkbying if you prefer
I got a million to share I feel like a millions dollars everywhere
But I've nothing to spare
You drive yourself to despair you can say it loud and clear
Refrain: Spread out millions dollars to bid for power
(Money runs, money runs)
Runs through your fingers
The lust, the cars, Hotels with 5 stars
Those born with a silverspoon in their mouth
And I got shudders at the thought of it
Those born with a gun in their mouth
And I'm a part of it
You can't even know what is the gold standart
And I don't care for it
You can still have coffee with cigars
But I'm the top of the cream