Orbison/Price
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Well I love this business, it's been good to me
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I've got a different shirt to wear every day can't you see?
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The crowds, they respond to me they got my tickets
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And you know my pictures ain't free, so I'm asking you, I really wanna know
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Where does all the money go?
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Well I dig applause, yeah, I get high from that sound
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I got roadies, tailors, barbers and bodyguards hangin' round
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I got a top rated tv show, they play my records on the radio
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But won't you tell me true, there's one thing I've got to know
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Where does all the money go?
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I got expired credit cards, a pool in my back yard
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I bought myself a lot of friends, I got a mortgage on a mansion
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And a mid waist expansion and at forty the fun begins
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I love this business but it might be the death of me
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I've endorsed a lot of products but you don't get me name for free
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I'm not really hard to please, just gimme top billing in every press release
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And I'm asking you, just listen to my show, where does all the money go?
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Well I'll be in this business till I'm under the old oak tree
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and the folks will pay a lot of their money just to walk over me
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I've got a hungry agent, gets a gig in every nation, and he books for my nominal fee
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Well I never saw any cash, but I know somewhere there's got to be one hell of a stash
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And the epitaph I want on my headstone is "Where did all the money go?"
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Where Does All The Money Go
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| Roy Orbison |
