there's seven gates to the city seven days in a week and i could sure use seven hundred dollars my cash flow's sprung a leak there's a ring on your finger and a bell on your toe but where you put the money is what i wanna know
where you put the money is what i wanna know
i'm blowing my nose flute and it sounds just like it should now if i just had me some tap shoes everything'd be good now honey come here and gimme a kiss then gimme 'bout a hundred dollars i've outgrown all my shirts y'see i can't even button these collars
where you put the money is what i wanna know
now i'm trying to go with the flow or at least to roll with the punches but baby i'm so deep in debt must've been all of those free lunches i'm just about to lose my mind but baby you just flat don't care guess i'm gonna have to go back to tennessee i left some money in a hat down there
