KING CRIMSON - Easy Money lyrics

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Your admirers on the street<br>Gotta hoot and stamp their feet<br>In the heat from your physique<br>As you twinkle by in moccasin sneakers<br><br>And I thought my heart would break<br>When you doubled up at the stake<br>With your fingers all a-shake<br>You could never tell a winner from a snake<br>But you always make money<br><br>Easy money<br><br>With your figure and your face<br>Strutting out at every race<br>Throw a glass around the place<br>Show the colour of your crimson suspenders<br><br>We would take the money home<br>Sit around the family throne<br>My old dog could chew his bone<br>For two weeks we could appease the almighty<br><br>Easy money<br><br>Got no truck with the la-di-da<br>Keep my bread in an old fruit jar<br>Drive you out in a motor-car<br>Getting fat on your lucky star just making<br><br>Easy money.