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Well, I'm gettin' tired workin' hard every day Workin' every day and not gettin' much pay I got a big Geiger counter, it's a pretty good rig When the needle starts clickin', it's where I'm gonna dig Money, money, honey, and the kind you fold Money, money, honey, rock 'n' roll Rake it in, bale it up like hay Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away Well, I can see me now in my long Cadillac Hinges in the middle, spare wheel on the back Man, don't you know I'd be hard to stop When I find that big uranium rock Money, money, honey, and the kind you fold Money, money, honey, rock 'n' roll Rake it in, bale it up like hay Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away Yes, that's me in my long Cadillac Headin' down the road and I ain't comin' back Ain't no red light gonna make me stop When I find that big uranium rock Money, money, honey, and the kind you fold Money, money, honey, rock 'n' roll Rake it in, bale it up like hay Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away
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