(Charles Calhoun)
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[Spoken:]
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Your cash ain't nothing but trash (Take 1).
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Here we go.
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Yeah, you may have heart about the gangster of love and the space cowboy, but I'm gonna whip a cat on you right now who's had more trouble, trials and tribulations.
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One, two, three, hey
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Yeah
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It's alright
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Look here
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I was walking down the main track
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One night
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I met a fine chick
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She was built just right
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She stopped when I flashed my roll
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I told her she could have all of my dough
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She turned around and with a frown
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She said this ain't no circus
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And I don't need a clown
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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And there ain't no need in your hangin' around
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Just to make a hit with that chick
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I tried to get a Cadillac right quick
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The man at the place he looked so strange
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I had 900 bucks and some change
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We disagreed
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I tried to plead
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Well, he said I ain't a chicken
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And I don't need your feed
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Well, baby you're crawling way past your speed
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I was walkin' into town in my white bucks
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A man with a gun, he said hands up
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I tried to get away but too slow
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He got me and took all of my dough
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I heard him shout
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As he cut out
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Well you ain't lost nothin'
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What you cryin' about
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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And he took my watch and I passed out
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I woke up in the arms of a big cop
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Police station
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Next stop
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Judge swung his fist down
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Plunk plunk
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$20 fine cause you're drunk
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Pick up the dough
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And you can go
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All I had was a buffalo
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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But I'm sure gonna get me some more
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Your Cash Ain't Nothin' But Trash
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| The Steve Miller Band |
