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Big Bucks (Musical Monopoly) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kitt F-C
Length: 3:10
Written by: Kitt Flamer-Caldera




Kitt F-C - Big Bucks (Musical Monopoly) Lyrics




Don't take your ambition nowhere else, we're just glad to be of service, simply help yourself
We know the trade and we hear you've got the goods
And we could even fix you up with the good looks
It's a land of opportunity
And you know that they all say it's a man's world
And we know you're not a man unless you've got yourself some pretty girls
(Ain't that right, kid?)

Into the office, put the nail in the cross
If this ain't your job, then it's just your loss
So, you wanna make money, boy?
So, you wanna be a star?
So, we're gonna make you rich, boy
You'll see your name everywhere like
Merrill Lynch

You've got to look young and hip for the kids
Sing about partying all night, in all of your sexual glory
Or a half-hearted heartbreak story
With cocaine in your veins, you won't notice the tragic allegory
15 songs is all we need, to fully amplify your famous deeds
Don't try to open your eyes, or turn on no inner lights
You've got to stay on the charts for one more week
In your alligator shoes, there's a world of anxiety
And with your drinking glass, you're miles from sobriety

Into the office, put the nail in the cross
If this ain't your job, then it's just your loss
So, you wanna make money, boy?
So, you wanna be a star?
So, we're gonna make you rich, boy
You'll see your name everywhere like
Merrill Lynch
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Don't take your ambition nowhere else, we're just glad to be of service, simply help yourself
We know the trade and we hear you've got the goods
And we could even fix you up with the good looks
It's a land of opportunity
And you know that they all say it's a man's world
And we know you're not a man unless you've got yourself some pretty girls
(Ain't that right, kid?)

Into the office, put the nail in the cross
If this ain't your job, then it's just your loss
So, you wanna make money, boy?
So, you wanna be a star?
So, we're gonna make you rich, boy
You'll see your name everywhere like
Merrill Lynch

You've got to look young and hip for the kids
Sing about partying all night, in all of your sexual glory
Or a half-hearted heartbreak story
With cocaine in your veins, you won't notice the tragic allegory
15 songs is all we need, to fully amplify your famous deeds
Don't try to open your eyes, or turn on no inner lights
You've got to stay on the charts for one more week
In your alligator shoes, there's a world of anxiety
And with your drinking glass, you're miles from sobriety

Into the office, put the nail in the cross
If this ain't your job, then it's just your loss
So, you wanna make money, boy?
So, you wanna be a star?
So, we're gonna make you rich, boy
You'll see your name everywhere like
Merrill Lynch
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Writer: Kitt Flamer-Caldera
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