Lyrics

Can’t get enough of it. Can’t get enough of it.
Can’t get enough of you, Money.
Dineros, dollars, pounds and yen,
Gather it all together and then spend it down at BoxTown,
Big motor sets you back only 5 grand.


Can’t get enough of it. Can’t get enough of it.
Can’t get enough of you, Honey.
I catch a plane and do it all again.
Travelling won’t get you too far.
He’s proud of what? He’s proud to be silver.
For he’s a robot, maid of money

Can’t get enough of it. Can’t get enough of it.
Can’t get enough of you, Tiffany
In the pocket. In the bag.