Obispo Pascal

	When I was a boy
	I never played with toys
	Never had a friend
	Never laughed or cried much
	And when I was a boy
	My father was a man
	With a strict and sturdy hand
	No soft touch

	Make that money, make that money
	Make that money run like honey
	On your tongue
	Gotta make that money
	Make that money, listen sonny
	Learn to sting before your stung

	Now that I'm a man
	Every penny has been planned
	I'm financially grand
	And perfectly greedy
	Sentimental fools
	I make all your rules
	I've got your cash, got your jewels
	They're all mortgaged to me

	Make that money, make that money
	Make that money run like honey
	On your tongue
	Gotta make that money
	Make that money, listen sonny
	Learn to sting before your stung

	And I know
	'Cause he told me so
	Told me so
	I believe him
	I still believe...
	Give me that money

	Controlling all your cash
	I could make you live in trash
	I eat pheasant, you eat hash
	No philanthropy
	But when it's time for me to croak
	Bury me with all my dough
	And where there should've been an oak
	My private money tree will grow

	Make that money
	Said make that money
	Make that money run like honey
	On your tongue

	Told me so
	Told me so
	He told me so