It Makes Me Money Songtext / Lyric

Composers: C. Norman-P. Spencer

I hear you didn't like my show,
well that's alright,
a critic's views are not all you know,
well that's alright.

It makes me money,
It makes me money,
It makes me money,
and that's alright.

Your paper and your pen's so lethal,
but that's alright,
you really can influence people,
well that's alright.

It makes me money,
It makes me money,
It makes me money,
and that's alright,
i said that's alright.

You think you're big time Mr. Man,
well tell me something if you can,
why don't you make me a star,
then i'll remember just who you are, say!
Wish i could hear you say,
well he's alright,
he's a star and he's here to stay,
well that's alright.

It makes me money,
It makes me money,
It makes me money,
and that's alright,
i said that's alright.

It makes me money,
(so you don't like my show)
It makes me money,
(well that's too bad you know)
it makes me money,
(it makes me money)
and that's alright,
and that's alright.