Tekstovi: Chicago. I Don't Want Your Money.

I don't want your money
It don't mean a thing, yeah
I don't need your fancy clothes
Or your diamond ring, oh no

I don't have to ride in style
In your Limousine
I don't want no trouble
Tax or Uncle Sam, especially Uncle Sam

All I want is you, I want to be your natural man
I don't need your prestige 'cause I got my pride, that's enough
I don't need your social standing
I'd rather stand outside, looking only inside

I don't want no time to worry 'bout your greedy jive, yeah
I don't want your money
I don't like that game, no it's not a fair game
All I want is you, I want to be your natural man, oh sing it


Oh who's gonna talk to you now
Don't need your money

I don't need your prestige
'Cause I got my pride, that's no lie
I don't need your social standing
I'd rather stand outside, way outside

I don't have no time to worry
'Bout your greedy jive, gonna jive now
I don't want your money, I don't need a thing
I don't need a thing 'cause all I want is you
I want to be your natural man, I don't need your money

I don't need your money, no no no no no no
Get get now, no no, yeah