Listen to Christmas Money (That's What I Want) by Bob Rivers

Christmas Money (That's What I Want)

Bob Rivers

Christmas

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Lyrics

Excuse me, could we, could we talk just you and I for a moment, please? Yeah, I don't mean to come across as rude, but this has been bothering me all year, like it should've done Now I notice there's lots of presents underneath the tree But you can stick them up your chimney, I want money That's what I want (That's what I want) Cash is all I want (That's what I want) That's what I want Cash is what I want (That's what I want) If you really want to give me a thrill Just leave those envelopes with a hundred dollar bill You remember the envelopes, those little ones your grandmother used (That's what I want) With the circle cutouts of the dead presidents' faces were right there on the side? (Cash is all I want) That's what I want (That's what I want) Now you can skip the little envelopes if it's too much trouble If you really love the King of Jews, and I trust you on that Fork it over, don't be a Scrooge, I want money (That's what I want) That's really all I want, I mean I've made it as plain as I possibly can (Cash is all I want) I mean, the baby Jesus needed money, that's the first thing they brought him (That's what I want) Three wise men, they came across the desert, they brought him gold Let's cut to the chase here If I don't have it, I don't want it If I didn't already buy it for myself, then there's a reason I mean, let's look at what you've got there I'm not gonna wear that, I'm not gonna ever put that in my closet I'm gonna throw it away Sing it to her boys, if they get it, why can't you get it (Cash is all I want) Ladies and gentlemen, the surviving Beatles, there you go (That's what I want) Cash is all I want (Fabulous, boys, wonderful) That's all I want (Aren't they incredible) Don't give a damn Scrooge is what I am (Well, really, with what I'm paying you) Cash is all I want That's what I want (Ooh, sing it boys) Aren't they great? Big end everybody, look at me, I'm the fifth Beatle Happy holidays, really And don't spill anything on the carpet, Bongo That's Ringo Bongo, Ringo, whatever, whatever your name is
Writer(s): Bob Rivers, Joe Bryant, Spike O'niell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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