HOW THE MONEY ROLLS IN
My father makes book on the corner
My mother makes illicit gin
My sister sells kisses to sailors
My god how the money rolls in
refrein: Rolls in, Rolls in
my god how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, Rolls in
my god how the money rolls in
My grandma`s a bawdy housekeeper
Ev’ry night when the evening grows dim
She hangs out a little red lantern
My god how the money rolls in
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My cousin`s a Harley street surgeon
With instruments long sharp and thin
He only does one operation
My god how the money rolls in
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My brother’s a poor missionary
He saves fallen woman from sin
He’ll save you a blond for a guinea
My god how the money rolls in
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My niece teaches at a girls college
She teaches young girls to begin
She doesn't teach them how to finish
My god how the money rolls in
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I’ve lost all my cash on the horses
I’m sick of the illicit gin
I’m falling in love with my father
My god what a mess I am in
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