1, 2, 1, 2 Yeah
A poor man would kill for the bank
But a richman would die for it
If thats the case well ima running this race,
It's the last place I waste time
Cause see, time is money and money breaks hearts
So you can buy yourself a new girlfriend,
She'll be a cold heart woman with a greedy eye,
Waiting for your old ass to die

But see I'm so happy here with you cause you're my type of girl
You never cared about my empty
Piggy bank or the things that we could never do
So give to the poor and pray to the rich
Cause you never know when your heart is gunna quit.
If you're working for a paycheck you better cash-in
Cause life's too short to never have lived in

But see I'm so happy here with you cause you're my type of girl.
You never cared about my empty piggybank
Or the things we could never do
See, I've been working my whole life
Trying' ta prove the pissy people wrong
Cause you can earn an honest living
With an old guitar and a couple old fashion songs

But see I'm so happy here with you cause you're my type of girl
You never cared about my empty piggybank
Or the things that we could never do