Treasure Island

Miss Remy

(11-25-1979 / Maryland)

$ CANT BUY ME LOVE


Money can buy me a lot of things,
But I can not put a value on what love brings.
You can buy me all the things in the world,
But the cost is priceless of being your girl.

If I had you in bed with me at night,
Is worth more to me than any first class flight.
Having your arms around me and holding me close,
Is one of the things in the world I treasure most.

Gifts every now and then are okay,
But I would rather spend time with you everyday.
I don’t need the things that comes from tiffany’s,
Just to have you right here with me.

Money can’t buy me love…..
Money can’t buy me love…..

I’m not worried about fancy houses and cars,
Happiness to me is to be where you are.
The 2 of us can be broke together,
If the love is real we can last forever.

I don’t need all of those material things,
I want the peace and happiness true love brings.
You are my angel sent to me from up above,
Money is ok but money can’t buy me love.

All I want is for someone to love me for me,
I don’t care too much for money, because loving you is free…

Money can’t buy me love…..
Money can’t buy me love…..

Submitted: Tuesday, February 09, 2010

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