On packing Lay out all your clothes and all your money. Then, take half the clothes and twice the money.
quote by Susan Butler Anderson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
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
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Money
Money
Money
Money
Important
Useful
Necessary
Money
Money
Money
Wealthy
Middle
Poverty
Money
Money
Money
Save
Give
Spend
Money
Money
Borrow
Lend
Money
Money
Foe
Friend
Money
Money
Master
Slave
Money
Money
Satisfied
Crave
Money
Money
Laugh
Cry
MoneyMoney
Live
Die
Money
Money
Sick
Well
Money
Money
Heaven
Hell
poem by Howard Simon
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Take Your Time
(ronnie vanzant -- ed king)
My poor broke mama told me
When I was twelve years old
You eat and talk much too fast
Theres one thing you should know
Take your time my sweet baby
Take your time my blue eyed son
Well you may never have his money
But you wont miss no rich mans fun
I can never give you money honey
I can never buy you clothes
But the way them women been lookin at you
Someday you should have both
If you take your time my sweet baby
Take your time and love them slow
And if you play your cards right
You wont never wait no more
Well the ladies like their diamonds
They like their brand new clothes
But I was blessed with plenty of other things they love the most
I take my time with the ladies
I take my time and I love em slow
And since I turned thirteen
Lord, I aint never wait no more
I can never give you money honey
I can never buy you clothes
But the way them schoolgirls look at you
Someday you should have both
If you take your time my sweet baby
Take your time and be my son
Well you might never have his money
But you wont miss his fun
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
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
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Soon As I Get Paid
Gotta get that money
Get that money
Gotta get that money
Get that money...
Hmm
You've been working all day
Just to pay your rent
When they give you your check
Its already spent
And the credit collectors are stalking you
Every bill you have is overdue
[1] - I've been working hard as hell for you
To show you things you've never knew
Don't have to do it all by yourself
In just a little while you'll see
That things will turn around
[2] - I'll take your clothes off layway
I'll take you shopping every day
Anything you want girl
song performed by by Joe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
For Money
FOR MONEY
Man has become animal,
for money,
bloodshed,
\for money,
chaos of values,
for money,
two faces,
for money,
mammonism,
for money,
progress,
for money,
retrogress,
for money,
destruction of nature,
for money,
war,
for money,
but for money
what not?
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Urgently
Money...$
What For?
Sharing
Not sure
For bills, need more
Money.
Money...
Plant a seed
It is what we all need
I want to plant you URGENTLY
A Money tree.
Money,
Is it for giving?
Money
High cost of living
Money.
Money,
Such crime
Money,
People doing time
Money.
Money...
Touching, everyones hands
Germs galore; who cares I have plans
For money.
Money...
Does it make the world turn
Yes, No
One day we will learn. $$$$$$$$$$$$
Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What Money Can’t Buy
You look good and you know it too
Why no one is as pretty as you
You bought yourself a new car,
Fancy clothes, going to the bar.
High heel shoes, elegant jewels
Ready to party, no hard rules
You think you’re full of class
Your money says it’s so
Always on the go, spending that money
Well just remember this honey
Money can’t buy you class, happiness or respect
Not knowing what you’re doing, be careful what you get.
poem by Melvina Germain
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Money, Money
My baby gives me the finance blues, tax me to the limit of my revenues.
Here she comes finger-poppin, clickety-click
She says furs or diamonds, you take your pick.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
She say, money, honey, Id rob a bank,
I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank.
Knockin off my neighborhood savings and load,
To keep my sweet chiquita in eau de cologne.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Mama dont send me down to rob that bank again,
I got a notion that your leadin me to sin.
Wont you relax, wont you lay way back,
Dont you bug your honey bout no cadillac.
Its only bucks, you dont need no jack.
So wont you please relax and lay way back.
My babys lovin gives me such a thrill;
It gives me inspiration makin counterfeit bills.
Now some folks say the best things in life are free,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Lord made a lady out of adams rib, next thing you know, you got womens lib.
Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch;
Its a real shame that they got to cost so much.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
They Can Not Live Without That Fix
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
Less is the significance.
And the importance,
Of one's quality of life.
Once the having of money,
And the affect of it...
Became the impression,
One wanted to make.
To flaunt and have it,
And from their pockets drip!
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
And the satisfaction teased,
Would increase with a taste...
For more of it.
Until those not having it,
Were quickly despised.
And with character assassinations...
There became a rise of ruined lives,
With deciet, lies and alibis!
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
Drifting in mental fits,
Are those today being weened away from it.
Crazed in protests...
With voices raised demanding,
And with their minds splitting into pieces!
A feeding of greed has done this.
At the expense of their consciousness!
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
And just like addicts!
They can not live without that fix!
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
They want yours and mine!
And anything that looks like it!
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Independent Girl
yeah she got her own,
most call her independent,
she dont need your money for her clothes and cars,
she makes her own money& she keeps a job,
gets good grades yeah a's & b's,
on top of her game,
yeah shes wifey,
most say she stuck up,
some say she cool,
but no matter what she still gone shine,
confidence threw the roof,
yeah she stay fly,
money in the bank,
tell me dude what you think.
poem by Shalita Thornhill
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Money
We walk down many avenues,
and along many streets,
unfortunately none are paved with gold.
We have to make our own riches,
for when we do we appreciate them more.
If we were given wealth untold,
we would not appreciate it.
Better to earn our money,
we then appreciate it more.
Money can buy many things,
with that I will agree,
but money cannot buy everything,
and those word are also true.
It cannot buy the respect,
from our fellow man,
that has to be earnt too.
It cannot buy lasting love,
as that comes once,
only in our lifetime.
Nor can it buy happiness
that can only come from within us.
Money can buy material things,
clothes and food as such.
But it can ever buy
those most precious things
that we all hold so dear.
It will never buy,
another’s warm and loving soul,
who will be beside us,
throughout of lasting days.
17 June 2007
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Money Can Buy
Money can buy a house,
But not a home.
Money can buy a pen,
Not a writing.
Money can buy a book,
But not knowledge.
Money can buy a fan
But not wind.
Money can buy a bed,
But not sleep.
Money can buy an equipment,
But not a skill.
Money can buy food,
But not appetite.
Money can buy luxuries,
But not culture.
Money can buy amusement,
But not happiness.l
poem by Anju Addanki
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
3 Feet Tall
3 feet tall
With a head like a bowling ball
Cant get up from where you fall
D'you bring this back to me?
What's it for?
Stood in the clothes that you once wore
Stood up from the night before
D'you drink and never leave?
Take my hand across the sand and lead me out to sea
Heaven sent the money we spent, give it back to me
Loneliness,
It's got your name and your new address
When it walks in the place is a mess
and it drinks and never leaves
What's it for?
Stood in the clothes that you once wore
Stood up from the night before
Do you dream and never sleep?
Heaven sent the money we spent, give it back to me
Take my hand across the sand and lead me out to sea
Take my hand across the sand and lead me out to sea
Heaven sent the money we spent, give it back to me
Fortune favours, Money takers, Get a sound and see
Sounds 'strumental, Fashion central, give it back to me
song performed by by I Am Kloot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
With the Supremes I made so much money so fast all I wanted to do was buy clothes and pretty things. Now I'm comfortable with money and it's comfortable with me.
quote by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Life Is A Lemon And I Want My Money Back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back
It's all or nothin'
And nothin's all I ever get,
Every time I turn it on I burn it up and burn it out
There's always something,
There's always something going wrong.
That's the only guarantee, that's what this is all about.
It's a never ending attack.
Everything's a lie and that's a fact.
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
And all the morons,
and all the stooges with their coins,
Their the ones who make the rules, it's not a game it's just a rout
There's desperation, (there's desperation)
There's desperation in the air.
It leaves a stain on all your clothes and no detergent gets it out.
And we're always slippin' through the cracks.
Then the movie's over, fade to black.
Life is a lemon and I want my money back
What about love?
It's defective!
It's always breakin' in half.
What about sex?
It's defective!
It's never built to really last.
What about your family?
It's defective!
All the batteries are shot.
What about your friends?
Their defective!
All the parts are out of stock.
What about your god?
It's defective!
They forgot the warranty.
What about your town?
It's defective!
It's a dead end street to me.
What about your school?
It's defective!
It's a pack of useless lies.
What about your work?
It's defective!
It's a crock and then you die.
What about hope?
It's defective!
It's corroded and decayed.
What about faith?
It's defective!
It's tattered and it's frayed.
What about your chilhood?
It's defective!
It's dead and buried in the past.
What about your future?
It's defective!
And you can shove it up your ASS!
I want my money back (Life is a Lemon)!
I want my money back (Life is a Lemon)!
I want my money back (Life is a Lemon)!
I want my money back (Life is a Lemon)!
Everything's a lie and that's a fact.
Then the movie's over, fade to black.
song performed by by Meat Loaf
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!