The men complain, oh, they whine a lot,
About women who love the luxury plot.
Money, Money, we live the dream,
Whether it's candles, accessories, or clothes, it's all a gleam.
We make the credit cards shine bright,
Happy in shopping, it feels so right.
While they scream and cry in their plight,
I ask him, "Honey, would you like a beer tonight?"
No! Because you just want my cash in sight!
Money, Money, it's so much fun,
Every day a new piece, that's how we run.
In the last few days, he wonders where all the cash has gone,
But we enjoy our lives, that's how we carry on.
Shoes, bags, everything that gleams,
Shopping is fun, day by day it seems.
No idea, we say, when he asks us,
Shopping is our life, that makes us happy, it's a must.
Money, Money, we love the game,
Luxury goods everywhere, that's our claim.
The men complain, but we just laugh and keep having our fun!