Big Money

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[Verse 1]
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My older brother Tommy, Was a 
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lineman rest his soul,
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His job was hanging hot wires, On 
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them high-line power poles,
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Every morning bright and early, 
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He'd climb way up in the sky,
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And I never understood it, So one 
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day I asked him why.

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He said it pays big money, And 
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man I'm into that,
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It pays big money, If you're 
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willing to take a chance,
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Let me tell you something sonny, 
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You ought to see my bank account,
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And it pays big money but, He 
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sure can't spend it now.

[Verse 2]
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Well my late Uncle Charlie, Was 
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this demolition hound,
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He'd travel across the country, 
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Blowing buildings to the ground,
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He carried a case of dynamite 
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seemed, Everywhere he went,
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And he smoked them big long 
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cigars, And he'd wink at you and 
grin.

[Chorus 2]
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He said it pays big money, And 
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man I'm into that,
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And It pays big money, If you're 
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willing to take a chance,
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Let me tell you something sonny, 
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You ought to see my bank account,
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Yeah it pays big money, But he 
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sure can't spend it now.

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Well now the moral of this story 
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boys, Is don't go getting yourself 
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killed . . .
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Be kind to your rich relatives, 
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And they just might put you in 
their,    Will . . . . .

[Chorus 3]
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And that pays big money, Yeah and 
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we all into that,
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Yeah that pays big money, And big 
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money's where it's at,
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Let me tell you something sonny, 
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You ought to see my bank account,
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Yeah it pays big money, And we're 
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rolling in it now.

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It pays big money, Heheh, Having 
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foolish kin,
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Yeah it pays big money, Guess I 
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owe it all to them.
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Let me show you something sonny, 
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Yeah, Take a look at this bank 
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account,
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Yeah it pays big money, Let's go 
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spend some of it now.

[Otro]
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     Work with me Billy. How much
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 for that er, stick of gum there?  
Uh huh,

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  Can you break a hundred dollar 
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bill? That's all I got, A lot of 
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em. Yeaheh.