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