Some folks say success is all about money.
Well if that's the case
I'm a failure honey.
I've got a few dollars
saved up for bad times
but none of them came
from committin' any crimes.
Now Mr Jones is successful.
He drives a big car.
He has a fancy house and boat
and every 4 years he wants my vote.
But I guess he's successful
'cause he's got lots of money.
I read in the papers
Mr. Jones is dyin'
but surely they can fix him
with all that money.
'Cause he's successful,
Isn't he honey?
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