Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
Dick Feller
[Verse 1]
With a hat on my head and smile on my face
I was jogging by the Rolls Royce place
And in the window was a deluxe automobile
With a leather interior, all full-powered
Run two hundred miles an hour
With a hand-made, inlaid, solid gold steering wheel
Well, I waltzed into the showroom floor
Kicked the tires and I slammed the door
And a salesman came by, burgundy pants and white shoes
He said: "Boy, get away from that car
I've seen you come in and I know what you are
And if you're bettin' to buy them wheels, I'm bettin' you lose"
[Chorus]
'Cause you're talkin' big monеy, I mean big money
And you look like a fivе-and-dimer to me
If you want my help or need my skill
Just write it all out on a $100 bill
'Cause big money's what you need
[Verse 2]
Well, I boogied on past the Hula Hut
And I whooped up the alley for a little shortcut
When a guy jumped out of the doorway with a gun
He said: "Stop right there, don't you make a sound
If you value your life, don't you turn around
And lay all your foldin' money on the ground, son"
I said: "With the IRS and alimony
State of rent and price of bologni
I don't have one foldin' dollar, I'm just poor folk"
He said: "Well here then, you better take this ten
'Cause my partner's working at the other end
And he sure will be mad if he finds you're broke"
[Chorus]
'Cause he's talkin' big money, I mean big money
And you look like a five-and-dimer to me
If you want my help or need my skill
Just scribble it out on a $100 bill
'Cause big money's what you need
[Verse 3]
Well, I was comin' up short and missin' the point
So I stopped off in this little joint
For something tall and cool to ease my mind
And I sat this lady at the bar
As lovely as a movie star
She filled out that "gimme more grease" just fine
I said: "Sweetheart, I'm an expert lover
I lock my dog and I love my mother
Marry me, and see things you've never seen"
She said: "When I marry it'll be for love
And what I love is that folding stuff
You won't see me in white without that green"
[Chorus]
And I'm talkin' big money, honey, big money
And you look like a five-and-dimer to me
If you want my help or need my skill
Just write it all out on a $100 bill
'Cause big money's what you need
[Outro]
I don't need just your green back dollar
'Cause I'll also take the check or credit card
Big Money was written by Dick Feller.
Big Money was produced by Dick Feller.