Someday Ed McMahon might come knock on my door|A check in his hand for a million or more|And I'll be lookin' at the girl in the red bathing suit|While telling ol' Ed that he can keep the loot||Then I'll take the girl by the hand|We'll drive off in the van|Leave Ed standing on my porch wondering what to do||(chorus)|Because money I've got, not a lot|But enough that I can see |The more you get the more you need|Years go by, there's no doubt that |If you feel your time is runnin' out|And your hourglass of love |Is almost out of sand|There's always one minute left for a two heart plan||I know if tomorrow I get that raise|I'll probably just look at my boss in a daze |And smile when she asks me to light her cigar|Do I have what it takes, do I want to go far?||Then I move in close to her surprise |Look into her big blue eyes|And tell her for true love I'd be happy parking cars ||(repeat chorus)||I know money I've got not a lot|But enough that I can see |The more you get the more you need|Years go by, there's no doubt that|If you feel your time is running out|And your hourglass of love |Is almost out of sand|There's always one minute left for a two heart |One minute left for a two heart|One minute left for a two heart plan ||