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STEREOPHONICS lyrics : "Everyday I Think Of Money"

I drive a truck, it carries money
And everyday, I dream up my fantasies
Yesterday, I bought my beach house

A little place just off the coast of France
Everyday, I think of money
Everyday, I think of running


I love my truck, I love my family
Stacked in the back, the good life surrounds me

Could tie my right hand man
And put him some place
Then I'd ditch the truck

And buy a new face
Everyday, I think of money
Everyday, I think of someway


It can't buy you love
It can't give you a soul

Can pick you up
Can down you low
Can drag you out, of the hole

You dug
Yourself
Out of ... again


Sat in a truck, it carries convicts
My hands are bound, to the seat by handcuffs

Tomorrow, I'll maybe walk around the yard
Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment
Everyday I think of money

Everyday I miss my family

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