Stacks

 
Can't take it with you, that's what some people say 
so they hang on to it until their dying day 
if you got a lot, pretend that you ain't got 
if you got none, pretend that you got some 
I don't want it all 
just so tall that they fall 

Stacks, stacks of money 
Oh stacks, stacks of honey 

Never knew a time when I did not need some dough 
gotta have some change in my pocket everywhere I go 
dime breeds a dollar, dollar breeds a crime 
I get less than my share every single time 
I don't want 'em small 
just so tall that they fall 

Stacks, stacks of money 
Oh stacks, stacks of honey 

No matter how much I get, it never seems enough 
like the old song say: "Times getting tougher than tough" 
so I dream of drowning in a sea of bread 
by the time I get my stacks I know that I'll be dead 
then I'll see for miles 
those piles that bring me smiles 

Stacks, stacks of money 
Oh stacks, stacks of honey

J. Stacey/Stabro Music BMI, ©1989

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