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She was coming to town on a whirlwind tour
And my baby just had to go
So I stood in line for sixteen hours
For a ninety-minute show
I spent eighty-seven dollars for nosebleed tickets
And another twenty on a beer
It kinda looked like Madonna but a whole lot smaller
I couldn't really tell from there
And I want my money, I want my money back
(Give me my money back)
Well, I know it's gone, I should move on
But that don't change the fact
(Give me my money back)
It just ain't right, no way nobody
Oughta do somebody like that
So where's my money? I want my money back
I spent four long years filling up my head
With a higher education
Well, they promised me the skills I need
To improve my situation
Forty-five grand bought a long black gown
And a tassel on my hat
Now I'm qualified to supersize
And say, "Do you want fries with that?"
And I want my money, I want my money back
(Give me my money back)
Well, I know it's gone, I should move on
But that don't change the fact
(Give me my money back)
It just ain't right, no way nobody
Oughta do somebody like that
So where's my money? I want my money back
I know I'm only dreaming, yeah
I'm never gonna see it again
But it doesn't hurt to ask
It just ain't right, no way nobody
Oughta do somebody like that
Hey, I want my money, where's my money?
Find that money 'cause I need my money
Give me my money, I want my money back
Give me my money back
Now give me my money back
I want my money back
Give me my money back



Авторы: David Allen Berg, Sam M. Tate, Annie Tate Copyright: Wb Music Corp., Gravitron Music, Llano Momentos Music


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