I talked to the preacher In private today Confessed with no regrets He didn’t want to hear it You’re wasting my time He said and got mad Throwing money away Is nothing to confess
Dollars are sweet, they say People working hard making money all day Dollars are sweet, they think For me they’re not important I throw them away
Cash cash money People can’t handle it Thinking they’re happy Can you buy happiness Some people buy it. But most people don’t Throwing money away Is what I like most
Dollars are sweet, they say People working hard making money all day Dollars are sweet, they think For me they’re not important I throw them away