Текст: ABBA. Money, Money.

I work all night, I work all day
To pay the bills I have to pay, ain't it sad
And still there never seems to be
A single penny left for me, that's too bad

In my dreams, I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all
I'd fool around and have a ball

Money, money, money
Must be funny in the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny in the rich man's world

All the things I could do
If I had a little money, it's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world

A man like that is hard to find
But I can't get him off my mind, ain't it sad
And if he happens to be free
I bet he wouldn't fancy me, that's too bad

So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game
My life will never be the same

Money, money, money
Must be funny in the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny in the rich man's world

All the things I could do
If I had a little money, it's a rich man's world

Money, money, money
Must be funny in the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny in the rich man's world

All the things I could do
If I had a little money, it's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world