(Corthon) Got lots of money Got lots of phony friends I can drink lots of whiskey I can drink lots of gin I know every guy in this town When my money runs out I won't have these friends around I drove to the Boogaloo Club I walked right on in Everybody knows me By the money that I spend Well I finally realized That these buddies tell lies In fact they're no good friends Money makes some folks frown Money makes some folks steal Money gets some folks hurt Money gets some folks killed I don't trust nobody Not even my buddy, buddy friends I know they'll stab me in the back Took away my baby's ring Well I finally realized That these buddies tell lies In fact they're no good friends Money makes some folks frown Money makes some folks steal Money gets some folks hurt Money gets some folks killed I don't trust nobody Not even my buddy, buddy friends I know they'll shoot me in the back Just took away my baby's ring Well I finally realized That these buddies tell lies In fact they're no good friends Oh I finally realized That these buddies tell lies In fact they're no good friends