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Text: Van Halen. Balance. Big Fat Money.

Al, do you want a click on this one?
I don't need no stinkin' click
Two, three, four

Some say money is bad for the soul
Bad for the rock, bad for the roll
Bad for the heart, bad for the brain
Bad for damn near everything
Oh yeah, oh!

Hey, it must be good for somethin'
Come on, pay the rent

Telephone, telefax, telefuckin' teletrash
Tell a cop, tell a friend, think we hit the stony end
Nothin' left, nothin' right, now they want a bigger bite
Everybody wants some, everybody wants big money

Oh yeah!
They want big, fat money
That's what I want
Big, fat money

Too much temptation, 'nuff to kill a generation
Space station, starvation, premature ejaculation
This ain't groovy, this ain't funky
It's on my back but it ain't my monkey, no!

Oh yeah!
Gimme some of that big, big money
That's what I want
Big, fat money

Big, big money

Ow! smoke this, eat that, my old lady's gettin' fat
High rise, high rent, before it's earned it's all been spent
Where's it gonna come from?
Who's it gonna go to?
I ain't beatin', but I'm bein' eaten by money

Oh yeah!
Big, big money, ooh
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Some o' that big money
Oh yeah!
That's what I want

Well all right
(All right)
Ohh, big, big money
(Money)
Now gimme, gimme, gimme
Some o' that big money
Ooh!
That's what I want
It's all I need
Gimme big, fat money
Yeah, I got a wallet full

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Grab me some o' that big fat money