Okay, and I was standing I don't care, I don't care, I don't care And I worked on it with my friend Back in 1849, times were hard I think I'd be a sawed-off shotgun They had a double-breasted jacket on I don't care Take a load off Out of my freakin' face You'd be a punk without me No money without love Nothin' but a problem, nothin' but a problem New York's got a problem Where's our money, money, money, where's our money? Stop practicing Dr. Marx and John Lennon No bull [three knocking noises] Stop it!
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