Lyrics:

Now I'm not talking 'bout excessive greed. The kind that puzzled the scribes and Pharisees. I don't worship it like a golden calf, But change in my pocket is always good for a laugh. I've seen it brighten up the eyes of a child It even makes the Dali Lama smile. It's no relation tot he meaning of life, It's a dang fool husband doesn't spring for his wife. A little spending money. Money to burn. Money that you did not necessarily earn. Rainy days seem to wind up sunny, Long as you got a little spending money. I got no financial conscience. Can't worry where it went. A lasting treasure or a moment of pleasure Worth it every cent. Coin or paper baby, Silver or gold. All denominations, nouveau or old. Can't have a turkey without oyster dressing, It's the root of all evil, the sum of your blessings. Don't need no armored car or time locked vault, Don't need no shaker full, just a few grains of salt. You may get by lookin' good and being funny, But life's a little less restrained. With a little spending money. Money to burn. Money that you did not necessarily earn. Rainy days seem to wind up sunny, Long as you got a little spendin' money... Long as you got a little spendin' money...