My father takes bets on the side lines
My mother distills bathtub gin
My sister will lay for a dollar
My God, how the money rolls in
Chorus:
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 brother's a poor missionary,
Who saves fallen women from sin.
He'll save you a blond for five dollars,
My God, how the money rolls in.
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My aunt runs a boarding house proper,
She takes all the working girls in.
She hangs a red light from the window,
My God, how the money rolls in.
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My uncle, the maker of candles
from candles exceptionally soft.
He says it should come in quite handy,
if ever his business falls off.
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My grandma sells cheap propholactics,
she punctures each head with a pin.
My grandpa gets rich off abortions,
My God, how the money rolls in.
How the money rolls in.
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Last night as I lay on my pillow,
last night as I lay on my bed,
I stuck my feet out of my window,
next morning, my neighbors were dead.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my neighbors to me, to me
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my neighbors to me.
Who knows what I had for breakfast,
Who knows what I had for tea,
Who knows what I had for dinner,
Just look out the window and see.
Clams, clams, clams, clams,
Oh, clams and ice cream don't agree with me.
Clams, clams, clams, clams,
Oh, clams and ice cream don't agree.
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