Root of all Good

Love of money is the root of all evil
The Love of you is the source of all good
I'm torn in two pieces
Dancing like a water droplet
On a red hot skillet
The source of all good
Your heart cruises my neighborhood
The headlight of your car
You can't be far
Working hard for a dollar
So you afford to make me hollar
You don't Love money
You Love the source of all good
My honey
Dancing on a skillet
Unlike a water droplet
Which vanishes into thin air
The sticky sweet Love residue remains
The source of all good.

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