Letra de Man With Money

She wants a man with lots of money, not a poor boy, He buys her things she calls him honey, she calls me poor boy, What good could it do, to give a love pure and true, when any fool could understand, she thinks that money makes the man, She wants a man with lots of money, not a poor boy, She wants the things she'll buy with money, not a poor boy, a man with money,man with money,man with money, Just down the street, I know a place When they're asleep, I'll cover my face, I'll break the lock,open the door, I'll slip inside, I'll rob the store, Then I'll be a man with lots of money, not a poor boy, I'll buy her things, she'll call me honey, not a poor boy, A man with money, man with money, man with money, man with money