JULIANA HATFIELD - Fool Money lyrics

rate me

Jehovah knocking at my door

What can I say

I gave him some

He wanted more

So I paid

And now he's gone

Another round for everyone

Now it’s all about the Washington’s

Money made a fool out of me

Made me believe in things I don't believe

Nothing saved for a rainy day

Free me from my money

Guilty of the fashion of the day

Dirty old jeans

I dropped several hundred on the pair I never wear

Penthouse suite on my knees

Throwing up vanilla martinis

Oh god please

Money made a fool out of me

Made me need things that I don't need

Nothing saved for a rainy day

Free me from my money

From this bus I'm taking home

You can have all my diamonds from Sierra Leone

Money made a fool out of me

Surrounded me with things that I don't need

Nothing saved for a rainy day

Free me from my money