I Don't Play For Money
I don't play for money, just not enough
I don't play for money, but I do for love
Show some emotion, take a chance with me
A pair and a bluff, ain't such bad company
Fortune favors the brave
So stack my deck full of hearts
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
Too many aces, up so many sleeves
Eight chips and a chair, that's all I need
Counting the numbers, then let luck play its part
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
With your house full of diamonds, you're so sharp and so proud
I'll raise the steaks higher, you're with the best in town
Fortune favors the brave
So stack my deck full of hearts
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
Break
Your river of diamonds, is a river of dreams
it turns into nothing, without love in between
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I walk right up and take my chance
Look Lady luck face up and place my bet
i bluff and hold and play my hand
in the only game i love to win
Fortune favors the brave
I've stack the deck full of hearts
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, just not enough
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
I don't play for money, but I do for love
Copyright Colin Coplin 2006 / 2010
poem by Colin Coplin
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Money & Fame
Music :matthias jabs
Lyrics:matthias jabs, herman rarebell
You know nothing about loving
You lost somewhere down the line
You know nothing about giving
You should draw the line
You keep looking out for something
Something youre never gonna find
When will, will you show your feelings
You will lose your mind
Whos to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Whos to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
You play, play with emotions
You need, need a stepping stone
Youre out, out for sensations
Dont you, dont you feel alone
Whos to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Whos to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
Whos to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Whos to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
song performed by by Scorpions
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Money And Fame
You know nothing about loving
You lost somewhere down the line
You know nothing about giving
You should draw the line
You keep looking out for something
Something you're never gonna find
When will, will you show your feelings
You will lose your mind
Who's to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Who's to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
You play, play with emotions
You need, need a stepping stone
You're out, out for sensation
Don't you, don't you feel alone
Who's to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Who's to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
song performed by by Scorpions
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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
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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
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Last Show
This is the Last Show
I will ever play with you
this is the end of what you put me through
the Last Show i will ever play with you
this is the end of what we do...
I don't want fame, i don't want money
I just want to have fun again
I don't want girls, or backstage parties
I just want to feel like we're friends
I think i've learned my lesson
I think i've figured this whole thing out
this is a fine profession
but it's no fun
so i'm done
This is the Last Show
I will ever play with you
this is the end of what you put me through
the Last Show i will ever play with you
this is the end of what we do...
I never thought i would hate music
I never thought i would hate you
but every day this feels more like a job i don't even want to do
I think i've learned my lesson
I'll NEVER follow my dreams again
I wont waste any more of your time
so kiss my ass
I wont be back
This is the Last Show
I will ever play with you
this is the end of what you put me through
the Last Show i will ever play with you
this is the end of what we do...
did we do it for the money?
did we do it because we were bored?
I was better off with what i had before
and that was nothing
that was
nothing
at
all...
This is the Last Show
I will ever play with you
this is the end of what you put me through
the Last Show i will ever play with you
this is the end of what we do
this is the last song
this is the last line...goodbye.
song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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I'm tired of hearing about money, money, money, money, money. I just want to play the game, drink Pepsi, wear Reebok.
quote by Shaquille O'Neal
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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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Gambol (a ghazal)
Received and given, preening doves
in courtship sway, they play for love.
Children bouncing balls off walls,
a ricochet they play for love.
Sculptors stories live in folds
of molded clay they play for love.
Gamblers stake to make or break
in rash parley they play for love.
Newlyweds on feather beds
in hideaways, they play for love.
Chiropractors whack the cracks
on vertebrae they play for love.
Glissandi slip from fingertips,
a strummed segue they play for love.
Scrabble rivals settle scores
in worded fray they play for love.
Shady names inflame with games
in sobriquet, they play for love.
Players love and lovers play
I love to play, I play for love.
poem by Diane Hine
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If I can't play for big money, I play for a little money. And if I can't play for a little money, I stay in bed that day.
quote by Bobby Riggs
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Money Money Money
Money Money Money
You're just a a thing in itself
But why is it your controlling me
Bit by bit you consume my sanity...
Your not a king but it seems like
Your everywhere...
Money Money Money
You turn myself full of greed......
I know that your a need
But then I'm not contended..
I have more of you
but seems like its not enough.....
Money Money Money
You were just created by man
But then man spare life just for you...
Crime and addiction emerged because of you...
Rich man had enough of you...
But then there the one who had the urge to kill
Just a thing... a money?
How it seems...
Money Money Money
Are you the one who rule our lives
Without you we intend to die?
What made you so important...?
Worship you not even God
Replacing love as our life..
But money as a thing
That can ruin our life!
poem by Mary Joy Lumanog
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That's My Story And I'm Sticking To It
Kindergarten
King of excuses
Sister Mary Mojo so hard to trick
What can I say
Dog ate my homework
I could play the game
They love me anyway
Alibis, angles and tales from the tropics
Come to my mind so easy and quick
Spacemen from Mars stole all of my money
But I could play the game
They love me just the same
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Women always know before you tell them
The younger girls so easy to trick
What's that word? I think I'm eccentric
But I can play the game
They love me anyway
Revelations
Love when they happen
Wizards and lizards I choose and I pick
In a hundred years this all won't matter
How you play the game
They love you just the same
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game
I will stay the same
I will play the game
Believe me or not
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (again) and again
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (and again
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Love Of Money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
She began running for the border and her life
Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night
And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold
In the end all she had to sell them was her soul
Thats the way it goes
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
We began reaching for the future like a dream
In a land where everything was free
Wordly men turned their profits into war
No one knows who were really fighting for
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Money Money
You have money
You are hungry
You have money
You are not getting anything
You have money
You have no love
You have no fresh air
You have money
You are not getting anything
You have money
You are alone
You have money
You have no place to stay
You have money
You have mp humanity
You have no sensibility
You are nothing
You have money
And you are bankrupt
And you are not happy.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Money talks.
You have no sense of right and wrong.
'No, but I have money.'
You tell such lies, string folks along
'Yes, but i have money.'
When asked a question you will duck
'Yes but I have money.'
You ride the people and your luck
'Yes but I have money.'
What makes you so just damn cocksure?
'It's that I have money.'
Your day will come and that's for sure
'Not, while I have money.'
'For money says where roads will go
A train can travel yes or no
It says when wars can now be fought
And who amongst us can be bought
It kills the weak protects the strong
Or builds a runway 10 miles long
It governs countries like or not
Says who can live and who is shot
It sparks debates that shouldn't be
In houses parliamentary.
The press will play to money's tune
Why... money got us to the moon!
So of it's power there's no doubt
You have no say if you're without.
Our club has members so elite
Without us life is incomplete
Go rant and rave to highest chair
...You'll find that money put him there
poem by Dave James
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Money Can't Buy You Love
Money can buy everything for you
Except to make someone to really love you
If you go out to buy love with your money
You better know, money is the reason, she is selling her body
She may like you for your money
But, when it comes to the real love, she could be someone else’s honey
As long as you got the money, she will stick with you
But when you run out of money, she comes up with excuse to leave you
It doesn’t matter you dead or alive
Money is the one that let you have her “love”
Don’t get confused between word love and like
They don't mean the same, even though they sound alike
Remember, money just buys her physical body, not her mind
If you want to win her heart, you better treat her nice and be kind
Let’s hope money will never buy the love
Otherwise, that’s end of the romance and nice feeling and all the songs and movies will be made and all the books will be written about story of the love
Sam Arjomandi
poem by Sam Arjomandi
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I Am The DJ
I am the DJ, I can make U dance
I play what I play because I can
I follow no one, I don't give a damn
I'm here 2 have fun and make U jam
CHORUS:
When I scritchy, scritchy, scratch
I will make U shake your back
U'll be lookin' up and callin' me sire
I'm the leader of the pack
I'm the first and only act
I'm the DJ, I can take U higher, higher
No, I don't need your money, put half a mil' a year
U want your record played, it's got 2 freak my ear
Save your dollars (money, money, money) and pawn my sizzlin' tears
I am the DJ and I'm all U'll ever hear
CHORUS
Who needs a freakin' video if the groove ain't all good?
MTV could be rollin' but it won't be in the 'hood
Check it - when the techno-bunnies request U
That's when U're comin' strong
Everything else is jack-off
It all starts with a good song, ha ha
I am the DJ
I play what I play
I am the DJ
Scritch, scritch, scratch
I am the DJ, I can make U dance
I play what I play because I can
I follow no one, I don't give a damn
I'm here 2 have fun and make U jam, jam, jam, jam, jam! (Yes)
CHORUS
(Shake your back)
(Go, ooh!)
(Let me tell U, boy)
Baby, oh yeah
DJ, DJ
(I'm the DJ, I can take U higher, higher)
DJ, check it {x3}
DJ {x6
song performed by by Prince
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Money Isn’t the Answer
Can money give you ample sleep at night?
Can money bring you satiety you want?
Can money soothe the heart and mind aggrieved?
Can money resurrect a person dead?
Can money cause fertility in wombs?
Can money heal the wounds of minds and hearts?
Can money make up for one’s parents’ love?
Can money work a miracle you want?
Can money cure a cancer of grade four?
Can money bring joy to a childless pair?
Can money purchase your seat in heaven?
Can money solve all problems that you face?
There are so many things money can’t do;
Your trust in God and labor, matter too.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-27-2008
poem by John Celes
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Shape Of My Heart
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
song performed by by Police
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Thats My Story & Im Stickin To It
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
By: jimmy buffett, jay oliver
1989
Kindergarten
King of excuses
Sister mary mojo so hard to trick
What can I say
Dog ate my homework
I could play the game
They love me anyway
Alibis, angles and tales from the tropics
Come to my mind so easy and quick
Spacemen from mars stole all of my money
But I could play the game
They love me just the same
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Women always know before you tell them
The younger girls so easy to trick
Whats that word? I think Im eccentric
But I can play the game
They love me anyway
Revelations
Love when they happen
Wizards and lizards I choose and I pick
In a hundred years this all wont matter
How you play the game
They love you just the same
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game
I will stay the same
I will play the game
Believe me or not
(guitar instrumental)
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (again) and again
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (and again)
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Money
Recorded live at the varsity stadium, toronto, 13 september 1969
-"one...
'money' in 'e'"
One, two, three, four!
The best things in life are free,
But you can keep it to the birds and bees;
I want money,
That's what i want,
That's what i want, yeah,
That's what i want.
Money don't get ev'rything it's true,
What it don't get i can't use;
Now give me money,
That's what i want,
That's what i want, yeah,
That's what i want.
Ow!
Your love give me such a thrill,
But your love don't pay no bills;
Now give me money,
That's what i want,
That's what i want, yeah,
That's what i want.
Hey! now give me money,
Whole lot of money,
Lots of money,
Give me money,
That's what i want, want,
That's what i want.
Well, now give me money,
Whole lot of money,
Yeah, give me money,
Whole lot of money,
That's what i want, yeah,
That's what i want.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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