you can give me this..
you can give me that..
it don't bother me..
it don't bother me..
it's not enough..
it's not enough..
I still try to tell ya..
Everytime I've sold ya..
Money grows on trees..
everytime I've sold ya..
the wind blows the leaves..
Your rubies and pearls..
won't buy you a thing..
and so I casually sing..
it's not enough..
it's not enough..
rest in peace
dear darling loved one..
I'll see you in Hell..
it's where you and me belong..
By Rick Weber
February 22, 2013
copywritten
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