Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Easy Money Composer(s): Robert Fripp - Richard Palmer-James - John Wetton
Performer(s): King Crimson
Your admirers on the street Gotta hoot and stamp their feet In the heat from your physique As you twinkle by in moccasin sneakers
And I thought my heart would break When you doubled up at the stake With your fingers all a-shake You could never tell a winner from a snake but you always make money
Easy money
With your figure and your face Strutting out at every race Throw a glass around the place Show the colour of your crimson suspenders
We would take the money home Sit around the family throne My old dog could chew his bone For two weeks we could appease the Almighty
Easy money
Got no truck with the la-di-da Keep my bread in an old fruit jar Drive you out in a motor-car Getting fat on your lucky star just making
