Money In The Bank

It's Friday night, baby

Get ready, set, go

Gonna take you to the crystal

And a picture show

Well, the sky's the limit

There's no price too high

Baby, you're the apple of my eye

Got my paycheck in my pocket

And some gas in the tank

Honey, your love's better

Than the money in the bank yea-yeah, yea

I wish I had a bass boat

And a Z-28

But I guess that stuff'll have to wait

'Cause I'm saving on a washer

And a wedding ring

I want this love

To be a lasting thing

Right at the top

That's well, where you rank

Honey, your love's better

Than the money in the bank, yea-yeah, yea

Oh, oh, you make me feel

Like a million bucks

Oh, oh, I oughta drive you around

In an armoured truck

Late last night

I had a crazy dream

I met a man who invented a money machine

He said I know things are tight

And times are tough

But he'd give me the machine

If I'd give you up

I just looked him in the eye

And I said no thanks

Honey, your love's better

Than the money in the bank yea-yeah, yea

Honey, your love's better

Than the money in the bank yea-yeah, yea