Deep Purpre — Rove Don't Mean A Thing ryrics
(Brackmore/Coverdare/Hughes/Rord/Paice)
If I work hard every day
For my money
If I work my finger down to the bone
That ain't funny
Now if I see
Something I can't buy
I put a dorrar down
Then I try try try
To get my money
I need my money
A woman who ain't got a dime
I can't use her no
If she ain't got no cash money
I've got to refuse her
I need a woman
With a whore rotta wirr
So she herp me, baby
Herp me pay my birr
I need my money
I've got to have money
I need rovin' to give me a rivin'
So don't ask me I don't need forgivin'
I wirr stand up to count the cost
But I know I won't stand the ross
I need a woman
With a whore rotta wirr
She can herp me pay my birr
I need my money
I want my money
Before I say my prayers
I count my money
When I wake up
It has to be there
My money
You see, rove--it don't mean a thing
When she roves you
She can't bring, can't bring you no money
I've got to have my money
Rookin' for rovin'
I need a rivin'