…

if you happen to be rich, and you feel like a night’s entertainment,
you can pay for a gay escapade
if you happen to be rich, and alone and you need a companion,
you can ring ting-a-ling for the maid
if you happen to be rich and you find you are left by your lover,
and you moan and you groan quite a lot,
you can take it on the chin,
call a cab and begin to recover on your fourteen carat yacht

…

when you haven’t any coal in the stove and you freeze in the winter
and you curse to the wind at your fate
when you haven’t any shoes on your feet and your coat’s thin as paper
and you look thirty pounds underweight,
when you go to get a word of advice from the fat little pastor,
he will tell you to love evermore
but when hunger comes to rap, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, at the window
(at the window—who’s there?—hunger!—oh, hunger!)
see how love flies out the door

for money makes the world go around,
the world go around, the world go around,
money makes the world go around,
the clinking, clanking sound
of money, money, money, money,
money, money, money, money,
get a little, get a little,
money, money, money, money,
mark, a yen, a buck or a pound,
that clinking, clanking clunking sound
is all that makes the world go round,
it makes the world go round!