Money can't make you happy, but it couldn't hurt!
texas
acoustic
rich
originals
cat
macklin
croce
Lyrics
Mary had a little Lamborghini
Mary had a little Lamborghini, that she married to a tree
At one hundred and twenty or so, there wasn’t much left to see
Her family was rich, and they raised her a bitch
The funeral was formal if you care for that kind of thing
The place to be seen, in a black limousine sipping tea
Her Mother was crying while Daddy was lying
To old business friends he would screw in the end
While behind him, Mary was swallowed into her grave
No one was saved
Daddy has a little secretary that he maintains on the side
The same age as Mary, you might say he got her “to size”
And Mother lets the pool boy into the house, when Daddy’s out of town
The both have transgressions, but there’s no confessional sound
Money and happiness don’t really rhyme, and living a simple life isn’t a crime
You can’t take it with you is old but it’s still true today……..
Mary has her picture and some flowers on a tree just south of town
Folks used to notice but now all the flowers are brown