I went to the bank just to get a little money
When he told me their requirements I started feeling funny
He said, you ain't got a house, you ain't got a plot
I ain't got a window and I ain't got a job
But it takes a lotta blue-backs to satisfy my honey
If I could get my hands on some f-oldin' money

Well, I went to the social just to get a little pension
I was sorely in distress, I was needing some attention
They said you don't get a copper, you don't get a dime
That's why I broke his jaw, that's why I'm doin' time
But it takes a lotta blue-backs to satisfy my honey
If I could get my hands on some f-oldin' money

And then I got a letter off my lawyer in the city
He said you gotta come and see me boy, it really is a pity
Those savings you got in the casino disappeared
And he went out the window real quick, honey
And I'll do it all again but it may sound funny
If I could get my hands on some f-oldin' money
I could get my hands on some f-oldin' money

Well, I went to my banker just to raise a little money
He said, I'm glad to see ya, but I started feeling funny
He said, you ain't got a house, you ain't got a job
I ain't got a window and I ain't got a plot
It takes a lotta blue-backs to satisfy my honey
I could get my hands on some f-oldin' money

F-oldin' money
F-oldin' money
F-oldin' money
F-oldin' money

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Writer(s): Carl Belew, Van Givens, W Stevenson