Some eggs, some juice, the morning comes with the news.
No time to waste 'em or you gonna look like you were born to lose.
Take off your dress, you've hit the limit of stress.
Forget about your office, let them make their freaky money. Yes, baby, yes.
Chorus:
Money, money, money, money, money! Look so great but ain't good enough.
Here is something very-very funny: don't make money, let's make love!
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey, listen, baby, don't make a farce.
Everybody's crazy 'bout the money - don't make money, let's make love!
Don't make money, let's make love!
Give love a chance. I'm like a man in a trance, boy.
Since I've been on the rhythm and business, darling, I can dance.
So no more fears, loving to kisses for tears.
But, anyway, you're never, never, never, never getting any guarantees.
Chorus:
Money, money, money, money, money! Look so great but ain't good enough.
Here is something very-very funny: don't make money, let's make love!
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey, listen, baby, don't make a farce.
Everybody's crazy 'bout the money - don't make money, let's make love!
Don't make money, let's make love!
Don't make money, let's make love!
Don't make money, let's make love!
Don't make money, let's make love!