Walking down the main drag one night
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I met a fine chick that looked- just right
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she stopped in and I flashed my roll
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I told her she could have all of my dough
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she turned around, and with a frown
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she said this ain't no circus and I don't need a clown
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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so there ain't no need in your hangin' around
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Just to make the hit with that chick
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I tried to get a cadillac right quick
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the man at the place looked so strange
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I had nine hundred bucks and some change
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we disagreed, I tried to plead
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He said I ain't no chicken and I don't need your feed
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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then brother you're crawling we passed your speed
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I'm walking and countin my bucks
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the man with the gun said hands up
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I tried to get away but I was too slow
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he caught me and took all of my dough
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I heard him shout, as he cut out
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"you ain't lost nothing what you're crying about?"
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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and he took my watch and I passed out
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I woke in the arms of a big cop
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police station next stop
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the judge swung his fist down plunk plunk
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twenty dollar fine 'cause you're drunk
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dig up the dough, and you can go
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and all I had was a buffalo
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
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but I sure better get me some more
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Your Cash Ain't Nothing But Trash
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Huey Lewis and The News |