| Song | If You Got The Money (Radio Edit) |
| Artist | Jamie T |
| Album | If You Got The Money |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| If you've got the money | |
| I think it would be funny ah ah oh | |
| To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me | |
| Cos' then she might be happy | |
| No longer lonely ah ah oh | |
| And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free | |
| Dah dee doo dahdah dee dah doo dah dahdah domdom dada domdom dom dadee dah doo dahdah dom | |
| Spent late nights trying to pick up love of the floor where the other brothers leave it be | |
| Though its stuck hard down like chewing gum well I'll gurn on the floor singing 'RIP' | |
| Cos the songbirds don't do singing on pavements no sweet melodies the sound of spit | |
| And we spat orbit | |
| Spoke o' lost hope so too what you toke man choke on it | |
| We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven | |
| By three we are thinking of the love we lost | |
| By four we be high thinking of the girl lost | |
| Second check the odds | |
| Was it worth the cost? | |
| Do you give a toss? | |
| Who are you looking away wondering why you can't eat | |
| Why you never sleep why youre drunk all the time and you're cold in the heat | |
| Cos' what sow man its what you reap | |
| If youve got the money money money money mon I think it would be funny ah to take your girl and send a bit of your cash for me | |
| Cos' then she might be happy | |
| No longer lonely ah ah oh | |
| And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free | |
| You always meant to walk out that job you keep stopping | |
| Should tell your girl more often | |
| That lovin' is all about doors unlockin' | |
| Now you're certain nuff never mind three | |
| With a buddy holly hiccup on the karaoke | |
| Retreatin' on the needle man you just fourth thread | |
| And my great grandaddy fought in Gallipoli | |
| He's the only of his friends not shot down dead | |
| Lovers all talk in spits and tongues | |
| Fight in the playground bully each other | |
| Double dare kids up pollute their lungs and threaten with the rep of their big boy brother | |
| Some or others say give it up and run away | |
| Momma still wants you home for supper | |
| Work all day for little to no pay | |
| Dance uptown right down to the gutter | |
| Deedom domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee | |
| So move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah dah deedom deedom dee | |
| So move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah da deedom domdee domdee | |
| Move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee domdee | |
| If they've got money |
| If you' ve got the money | |
| I think it would be funny ah ah oh | |
| To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me | |
| Cos' then she might be happy | |
| No longer lonely ah ah oh | |
| And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free | |
| Dah dee doo dahdah dee dah doo dah dahdah domdom dada domdom dom dadee dah doo dahdah dom | |
| Spent late nights trying to pick up love of the floor where the other brothers leave it be | |
| Though it s stuck hard down like chewing gum well I' ll gurn on the floor singing ' RIP' | |
| Cos the songbirds don' t do singing on pavements no sweet melodies the sound of spit | |
| And we spat orbit | |
| Spoke o' lost hope so too what you toke man choke on it | |
| We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven | |
| By three we are thinking of the love we lost | |
| By four we be high thinking of the girl lost | |
| Second check the odds | |
| Was it worth the cost? | |
| Do you give a toss? | |
| Who are you looking away wondering why you can' t eat | |
| Why you never sleep why you re drunk all the time and you' re cold in the heat | |
| Cos' what sow man its what you reap | |
| If you ve got the money money money money mon I think it would be funny ah to take your girl and send a bit of your cash for me | |
| Cos' then she might be happy | |
| No longer lonely ah ah oh | |
| And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free | |
| You always meant to walk out that job you keep stopping | |
| Should tell your girl more often | |
| That lovin' is all about doors unlockin' | |
| Now you' re certain nuff never mind three | |
| With a buddy holly hiccup on the karaoke | |
| Retreatin' on the needle man you just fourth thread | |
| And my great grandaddy fought in Gallipoli | |
| He' s the only of his friends not shot down dead | |
| Lovers all talk in spits and tongues | |
| Fight in the playground bully each other | |
| Double dare kids up pollute their lungs and threaten with the rep of their big boy brother | |
| Some or others say give it up and run away | |
| Momma still wants you home for supper | |
| Work all day for little to no pay | |
| Dance uptown right down to the gutter | |
| Deedom domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee | |
| So move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah dah deedom deedom dee | |
| So move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah da deedom domdee domdee | |
| Move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee domdee | |
| If they' ve got money |
| If you' ve got the money | |
| I think it would be funny ah ah oh | |
| To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me | |
| Cos' then she might be happy | |
| No longer lonely ah ah oh | |
| And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free | |
| Dah dee doo dahdah dee dah doo dah dahdah domdom dada domdom dom dadee dah doo dahdah dom | |
| Spent late nights trying to pick up love of the floor where the other brothers leave it be | |
| Though it s stuck hard down like chewing gum well I' ll gurn on the floor singing ' RIP' | |
| Cos the songbirds don' t do singing on pavements no sweet melodies the sound of spit | |
| And we spat orbit | |
| Spoke o' lost hope so too what you toke man choke on it | |
| We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven | |
| By three we are thinking of the love we lost | |
| By four we be high thinking of the girl lost | |
| Second check the odds | |
| Was it worth the cost? | |
| Do you give a toss? | |
| Who are you looking away wondering why you can' t eat | |
| Why you never sleep why you re drunk all the time and you' re cold in the heat | |
| Cos' what sow man its what you reap | |
| If you ve got the money money money money mon I think it would be funny ah to take your girl and send a bit of your cash for me | |
| Cos' then she might be happy | |
| No longer lonely ah ah oh | |
| And I could take her out the next day for pretty much free | |
| You always meant to walk out that job you keep stopping | |
| Should tell your girl more often | |
| That lovin' is all about doors unlockin' | |
| Now you' re certain nuff never mind three | |
| With a buddy holly hiccup on the karaoke | |
| Retreatin' on the needle man you just fourth thread | |
| And my great grandaddy fought in Gallipoli | |
| He' s the only of his friends not shot down dead | |
| Lovers all talk in spits and tongues | |
| Fight in the playground bully each other | |
| Double dare kids up pollute their lungs and threaten with the rep of their big boy brother | |
| Some or others say give it up and run away | |
| Momma still wants you home for supper | |
| Work all day for little to no pay | |
| Dance uptown right down to the gutter | |
| Deedom domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee | |
| So move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah dah deedom deedom dee | |
| So move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah da deedom domdee domdee | |
| Move outa the way man | |
| Domdee dahdah dah deedom domdee domdee | |
| If they' ve got money |