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His Kind Of Money (My Kind Of Love)

I'll bet you the wine is fine

And I'll bet you the diamonds are real

And I'll bet you his house is a big one

Up on the hill

Hey, that's where he's got me girl

And not that I blame you at all

Now don't say you're sorry

Just go and have you a ball

'Cause I ain't got his kind of money

And I probably never will

But I got a buck that says

His twenties and his hundred dollar bills

Ain't gonna satisfy you forever

They can only buy so much

I ain't got his kind of money

But he ain't got my kind of love

Who's gonna bait your hook?

Who's gonna get lost in your eyes?

Who's gonna throw that ball

That wins you the prize?

Yeah, who's gonna kiss you good night?

Make it last all night long?

Yeah, who's gonna be there

When he's always gone?

No, I ain't got his kind of money

And I probably never will

But I got a buck that says

His twenties and his hundred dollar bills

Ain't gonna satisfy you forever

They can only buy so much

I ain't got his kind of money

But he ain't got my kind of love

He can buy you all he wants to

But girl I ain't sold

So keep my number handy

'Cause I think we both know

I ain't got his kind of money

And I probably never will

But I got a buck that says

His twenties and his hundred dollar bills

Ain't gonna satisfy you forever

They can only buy so much

I ain't got his kind of money

But he ain't got my kind of love

I ain't got his kind of money

But you're gonna miss my kind of love

You gonna miss it baby, ha!

That's right, my kind of love

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written by MINOR, SHANE / BEATHARD, CASEY / CHURCH, ERIC /

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