It´s true what they say
You gotta run free
To learn the very secrets of life
And life ain´t a joke
Because when you´re broke
You can´t pay your debts with a smile
I´ve seen a whole lot of ramblin´ at backstreet motels
Where all the honky tonk cats
Go chasin´ for rats
I´m through with my job and the factory smell
Ii have the right to expect
A little respect
I ain´t got a dime to be saved in a bank
That´s why I gotta be frank
Lovin´ you
Is lovin´ you just for the money
Ooh loving you
Is the kind of livin´
I want to do
Play tennis together on top off a hill
We´re happy forever as long as you will
Love just for the money
How deep is your love and your credit account
I gotta know all the facts
To get in the act
Invite all my friends to a church outta town
I have to send them some bucks
To rent them a tux
You know they gotta looka nice
When they stand in the aisle
And sing along
With a great great big smile
Lovin´ you
Is lovin´ you just for the money
Ooh lovin´ you
Is the kind of livin´ I want to do
When I face the altar and give you my ring
The reverend´s daughter and choir will sing
Love just for the money
Lovin´ you
Is loving you just for the money
Ooh loving you
Is the kind of livin´ I want to do
We´ll go for a honeymoon cruise to La France
Our lives will be sunny if you take a chance
Love just for the money

Writer : KENNETH GARDESTAD, TED GARDESTAD
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group