My wife gets all the money I make. I just get an apple and clean clothes every morning.
quote by Ray Romano
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Uptight
Baby, ev'rything is all right, uptight, out of sight.
Baby, ev'rything is all right, uptight, out of sight.
I'm a poorman's son, from across the railroad tracks,
The only shirt i own is hangin' on my back,
But i'm the envy of ev'ry single guy
Since i'm the apple of my girl's eye.
When we go out stepping on the town for a while
My money's low and my suit's out of style,
But it's all right if my clothes aren't new
Out of sight because my heart is true.
She says baby ev'rything is alright, uptight, out of sight.
Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
I'm a pearl of a girl, i guess that's what you might say,
I guess her folks brought her up that way,
The right side of the tracks, she was born and raised
In a great big old house, full of butlers and maids.
No one is better than i, i know i'm just an average guy,
No football hero or smooth don juan,
Got empty pockets, you see i'm a poorman's son.
She says give her the things that money can buy
But i'll never, never make my baby cry,
And it's all right, what i can't do,
Out of sight because my heart is true,
She says baby ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, ah ah ah ah,
Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Togetherness Is Gone
My wife,
Stop cleaning the house
Please come here
To accompany me
My husband,
The house is dirty
We aren't able to pay the maid
You've already retired
My wife,
Don't cook
It's a holiday
Let us eat outside the home
My husband,
Don't eat outdoors
We need efficient
You've already retired
My wife,
Let's keep me company
Why the rush to sleep
It's still early
My husband,
I have to get up early
To clean the house
And prepare breakfast
My wife,
I have to go this morning
My friends were waiting
Long we don't meet
My husband,
Be careful on the road
Greetings for your friends
But, why not breakfast?
My wife,
You have fallen asleep last night
I see you sleeping soundly all
I don't have the heart to wake you
My husband,
I'm sorry
I don't welcome you home
But, why should sleep on the sofa?
My wife,
I have to go again
I have social activities
With my old friends
My husband,
Don't forget dinner at home
You look very dapper
Although not wear perfume
My wife,
sorry, we were very busy
I had dinner with friends
Happy dinner, dear
My husband,
I woke up too early
But you're not at home
Where are you?
My wife,
I came home at midnight
I have to go early in the morning
I don't have the heart to wake you
My husband,
I just finished washing clothes
I've found the clothes that you wear today
But, why the smell of perfume?
poem by Hasanudin Sofyan
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Money Money Song
Money money
Is going to get me a girl
Money money
I am going to use it to buy me a cup of coffee
Money money
Is going to take me to Paris
Money money
Is going to buy me some new clothes
Money money
I am going to use it to do my laundry
Momey money
Is going to buy me some groceries
Money money
Is going to pay to fix my house
Money money
Is going to send me to the rich men's world
Money money is going to buy me a cellular phone
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Clean Money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Thats what I want to do
I want to spend it on you
Checking on a checkmate
Grassing on a classmate
So beautiful and fortunate
He hates to love, you love to hate
He can fix you for good
cause he is the neighborhood
You cant get money for blood
Blood money for doin no good
But they wont take my love for tender
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Thats what I want to do
I want to spend it on you
Have you made your selection ?
Are you ready for correction ?
cause the wages of sin
Are an expensive infection
And its under the counter
Under the geiger counter
Who stole your thunder ?
But they wont take my love for tender
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Black Rose Flowers
In front of my house I have a little land
Not a wide land, just half meter and six meter widest
I had build it for put or take the flower pot
There is three flower pots
This bought my wife from flower tree salesmen
In the morning, when my wife cleaned away the land from garbage, grass
I told her I want to build the flower garden in my village
My wife angry
You have to arrange this house before build the garden far away from here
I told her, just dreaming
I haven’t money anymore
It just a plan, if I have a lot of money
My wife keep silent
She continue to clean away the land
Clean away the land from grass and garbage
And give her read, yellow, white
blossom
In front of my house
But I never saw
the violet and black colors
If I have the rose black color
of course my wife will be glad
But I never saw
the violet
and black color
and spread their aromatic
Could I smell
Among their thorny
Prasetya Utama, Ciluar, Bogor 07/04/06 13: 10: 01
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Red Apple, Red Apple
Red apple
Red apple
sitting on the ledge
savouring its nutrients
for a few moments longer
Red apple
Red apple
Savouring its time
That is has left
As a whole
Red apple
Red apple
Traveled such a
Long way, from the store?
Farm? another country?
Red apple
Red apple
Haunting me by
The curiosity of
How juicy you taste
Red apple
Red apple
Shine on,
Red apple
poem by John McAdam
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Where Were You?
where were you when
i needed you?
i spilled some lima beans in my bed
and my wife shall gather them all to me
and i ask her
how many are these beans specifically
it will take her time
i spilled ketsup in my white shirt
and my wife will have to clean it for me
she will wash it
with soap and water and dry it in the sun
it will take her time
so, let me tell you i am thinking of you
while she picks the lima beans and counts them
in specific numbers
so let me tell you that i am thinking of you
when she washes my clothes and make them
all clean for me
so i will look like a decent man
let me tell frankly that i think of you while we make love
you are the bulb lighting in the darkness of my mind
i am so unkind
i am thinking of you
where were you when i needed you?
you are always in my mind.
that is your place, only in my mind
my wife is beside me.
she is concrete love to me.
your place is only in my mind
and you
cannot touch me.
like a cloud you will be here for the meantime
the right wind comes
and drifts you away
and you will no longer be in my mind
i guess things will turn out right
when the right wind comes along.
you are just a blue, ephemeral cloud.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You come before me this morning with clean hands and clean collars. I want you to have clean tongues, clean manners, clean morals and clean characters.
quote by John Burns
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Wife- better half of life
Wife is the better half of life
Give wife love affection as soul-mate
Wife is not glorified maid as said
Wife do not want money salary honorarium
Do not make hulla gulla and do not beat drum.
Mian bibi relationship should not be commercialized
Third party intervention in family relation vandalized.
Wife is not a domestic labourer
Wife is backbone of the family
The maile stone of the family
Wife is the torchlight of the family
Wife is the colorful star
Do no put any question to her.
Wife is there to give everything
Wife is not to take anything in return
Wife is the goddess.
Only mad man can say wife is a domestic servant
Make wife a wife life-partner better half
And enjoy life freely.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Money Power
Money is the need of life
Everyone loves this, either mother or wife
Yes, it is very lovable-
Why not, as it gives us respect and make us able
We can buy every precious thing
And some say, if you have money only then have "Honey"
We can by-pass any law and order-
Using money and speak louder
But money cannot replace truth
Yet it can hide it on mysterious earth
It cannot make us to sleep
But it can make us to weep
Money is the dust of our hand
Which will be washed away when we wash hand
Money can make us respectful
But it cannot make us truthful
Money should not be treated as everything
Or we will miss truthness of worldly things
Everything should not be done just for some money
Or we will miss love of others, which will make us funny
Earn money don't pride of it
Love money don't do crime for it
Or God will make distance from you
You are his only son, is the truthest true
Money is not life but life is money
The tour of life is very "Turny"
Humanity is the first duty of ours
Search for truth and get success in yours Life's Tour
poem by Shashank Dwivedi
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Clean Up The World
Clean Up The World
Where have we gone?
We’ve drifted away
Too many years
Nothin’ to say
Too many years
Intentional lies
Too many years
Collegiate-laundered hipplets
Drivin’ us to demise
Got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its cage
Along came McRonald
We got in its way
Too many years
Puppeteers played
Too many years
Stealing us blind
Too many years
Of totalitarians smothering us from the right
Got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its cage
Their Wall Street money’s been holdin’ us fast
Ideals shallow and vain
They sell us all just to make it last
Revolution of ‘89 today
We got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its cage
Self-centered cosmos
Material gain
Too many years
Deflecting their blame
Too many years
Stuffin’ their cart
Too many years
Deceit inside the head
Instead of love in their heart
Got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its grave
Copyright 1992 Will Fiala
poem by Will Fiala
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Take things for granted
We all take things for granted,
Like we have mobile phones,
A nice warm house,
Clean clothes and clean water,
Fresh food,
And a nice cosy bed.
People in other countries,
Don't have all of that,
They wish they do,
They want clean water,
They want food,
And a warm secure home.
We take other things for granted like:
Education to learn,
Jobs to get money,
Shops to buy food,
Toys, games and computers to entertain,
Also hospitals and cures for diseases.
Poor countries don't get education,
To learn like us,
They don't have jobs to get money,
Or shops to get food,
Or hospitals or games,
They make their own toys and dolls,
From materials near by.
We take loads of things for granted,
We just don't realise it.
Wrote when in a random mood
poem by StaceyLeigh Olner
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Because Of Money
Because of money people wish on others harm or ill
And because of money people others do injure or kill
And because of money great friendships have come to an end
And money can make you an enemy or make you a friend
To those with the power of money respect we do pay
And money speaks every language some are known to say
And those with the most money great power do command
That is something that is not hard to understand
Those with heaps of money enjoy the good life
The millionaire in his seventies has a twenty two year old wife
With brown hair to her shoulders and lovely to behold
She would not be with him if he were poor and old
But because of his money with him she will stay
Money speaks every language that's life as some say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Money
Money is the root of all evil,
Money was blessed by the devil,
Money, money can kill,
Money can cheat, steal…
Ask the disbarred lawyer,
What this sad creature
Can do: It can commit suicide,
Money, money can divide,
Money is not what you think it is,
Having money is not going to put you really at ease,
On the contrary, you’ll have fewer friends,
And more creatures showing their hands,
Claws, guns and deadly weapons.
Money will not send you to the heavens,
Money, money is dirty and evil;
Money is a sick devil.
Money and women don’t mix,
Just like alcohol and driving.
Having hush money is not a quick fix,
But a dangerous way to go down the ravine.
Money is not what you think it is,
Having money is not going to put you really at ease.
Money exists to be spent:
To buy food, clothes, and to pay the rent.
Be careful with money,
Money is not a faithful honey.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Superstar
Who's that girl that considers her self a super woman and
Who's that girl thats independent and hard working and
Who's that girl that can cook and got some good lovin' and
whos that girl that can take it down on her man and turn it into something
[Chorus]
You's a superstar
thats what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
So high your on the top
You's a superstar
that's what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
so high your on the top
Tell me who's that man with them 20 inches under that wide body benz and who's that man
sitting in VIP just a thuggin'
and who's that man all the ladies are kissin and huggin
tell me whos that man that the whole ghetto is lovin'
[Chorus]
You's a superstar
thats what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
So high your on the top
You's a superstar
that's what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
so high your on the top
Tell me y'all who's that girl that looks so good and dress so sexy
and Who's that girl thats got me wanting her next to me
and who's that girl that with one look can knock me of my feet
and who's that girl that can take me striaght into extasy
[Chorus]
You's a superstar
thats what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
So high your on the top
You's a superstar
that's what you are
money, clothes and fancy cars
so high your on the top
Tell me y'all Who's that man that considers himself to be full grown
and whos that man that claims the world to be his own
and who's that man with a gentle heart and a pleasent tone
but when you mess with his money
he's quick to go upside you
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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If I Could
If I could make my living going fishing
Then I would make my living with a line and pole
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money going fishing like Im paid at the factory
If I could pay all these bills with my guitar
Then I would pay these bills with some rock and roll
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money playing guitar like Im paid at the factory
Chorus:
Now if I could (if I could)
Then I would (then I would)
Make money doing something that I love
Id thank my lucky stars above
If I could just get by loving you dear
Then I would just get by making love to you
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money making love
Like Im paid at the factory
Repeat chorus:
If I could make my living going fishing
Then I would make my living with a line and pole
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money going fishing
Like Im paid at the factory
Repeat chorus:
If I could just get by loving you dear
Then I would just get by making love to you
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money making love
Like Im paid at the factory
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money making love
Like Im paid at the factory
Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord
Buy some working clothes
Cause I aint making money making love
Like Im paid at the factory
song performed by by John Prine
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Autumn Morning at Cambridge
I ran out in the morning, when the air was clean and new,
And all the grass was glittering and grey with autumn dew,
I ran out to the apple tree and pulled an apple down,
And all the bells were ringing in the old grey town.
Down in the town, off the bridges and the grass
They are sweeping up the leaves to let the people pass,
Sweeping up the old leaves, golden-reds and browns,
While the men go to lecture with the wind in their gowns.
poem by Frances Darwin Cornford
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Money
CHORUS :
Money, oh money
Be my baby, drive me crazy
Money, oh money
Wanna hold you, just like I told you
1. VERSE :
Every morning I wake up by your side
Oh my feeling is so strong I cannot hide
I wan't to hold you every second that I live
And when you ain't next to me I get possessive
You make me happy and you buy me things
Cars and chicks and diamond rings
All the stuff that is blinkin'
2. VERSE :
Some people say that money isn't everything
I tell them no, look, you also need a diamond ring
And a ton of gold and a lot of shares
Your honey wants a private jet ?
Man who cares
You satisfy me and you turn me on
And that is why I sing
This song
My dream is to own a money money factory
C-PART :
Money money money
Gimme gimme money
Money money money
Gimme gimme money
song performed by by Lou Bega
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Gigolo Get Lonely Too
I guess U've heard of my reputation
I've had my share of foolin' around
But everybody needs stimulation
And mine just happens 2 be all over town
It's an easy-money occupation
First-class psychiatry
But just once, I'd wanna make love without taking off my clothes
Just once, I wanna make love with somebody who really and truly knows
CHORUS:
Contrary 2 rumor
Gigolos get lonely 2
All my lovers need stimulation
But honey babe, I think that I need U
Maybe U're the kind of person
That could turn my world around
Oh, won't U gimme a little inspiration
Maybe that's what I need 2 make me settle down
It's an easy-money occupation
But honey, one thing understand
I've got more money than U could imagine in your wildest dreams
But honey, money don't make no happy man
CHORUS
(Listen)
Just once I wanna make love without takin' off my clothes
Just once I wanna make love with somebody who knows
That I got more money than U could ever see
But honey, money won't get me up off my knees
Gigolos get lonely 2
All my lovers need stimulation ([Ooh stimulate])
But honey babe (honey babe), I think that I need U (I need U)
CHORUS
What cha gonna do, baby?
Oh, what cha, what cha gonna do?
Hey, what cha gonna do, baby?
Oh, what cha, what cha gonna do? (Oh)
Ah, do U think we could have dinner sometime, baby? {fade out}
Well, how about 2 night?
Baby
song performed by by Prince
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Communique
They wanna get a statement for jesus sake
Its like talking to the wall
Hes incommunicado no comment to make
Hes saying nothing at all
But in the communique you know hes gonna come clean
Think what he say, say what he mean
Maybe on monday he got something to say
Communication
Communique
Communique
Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade
Maybe he could talk about himself
Maybe he could talk about the money that he made
Maybe hed be saying something else
But in the communique you know hes gonna come clean
Think what he say, say what he mean
Maybe on monday he got something to say
Communication
Communique
Communique
And now the rumors are flying
Speculation rising
Say that hes been trying someone elses wife
Somebody at the airport
Somebody on the phone
Says hes at the station and hes coming on the noon
Then we get the story a serious breeze
And a photograph taken in the hall
You dont have to worry with the previous release
Right now, hes saying nothing at all
But in the communique you know hes gonna come clean
Think what he say, say what he mean
Maybe on monday he got something to say
Communication
Communique
Communique
song performed by by Dire Straits
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