LYRIC

Ring a ling with the telephone
Is the man of the house at home?
Your master card is over due
Mr. Mo we need a payment from you
Right now, right now, right away

Look here
I ain't got nothing to send you today
But I'ma give you all your money
Soon as I get paid
Soon as I get paid

Well, now the joint was jumping
It was Saturday night
Her hair was long
And the dress was tight

I looked at her
She looked at me
And the champagne stared flowing
To a quarter to three, yeah yeah, oh yeah
To quarter to three

Look Mr Bartender
I'm gonna make it okay
I'll give you all your money
Soon as I get paid
Soon as I get paid

Monday morning, money gone
It's a dog gone shame
Don't worry, I get you straight, you'll be fine
You know what, you'll get yours, when I get mine

Uh, whoa, oh, got a letter from the irs
Your tax return is a terrible mess
We want our money, we don't like to wait
Please come an see us on such and such date
Right now, oh yeah, right away

Well, I ain't got nothin' to send you today
But I'ma give ya all your money
Soon as I get paid
Yeah, soon as I get paid

Well, well, soon as I get paid
Thursday and Friday evening
Soon as I get paid
Better catch me before Monday
Soon as I get paid

Oh yeah, soon as I get paid
You heard me
Soon as I get paid
Soon as I get paid

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