Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Liz Phair
Vocals
Scott Bennett
Drums
Troy Niedhart
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Liz Phair
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Liz Phair
Producer
Ed Tinley
Engineer
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Okay, a one, two, three
Two, two, two
Louis is probably 30 years old, but he looks like a solid 45
Louis says he's got a headache
I look in his eyes, and I believe him
The big l.k.'s and the gangster disciples
Louis can't think of who else could take over
But he just can't get up in the morning
A genuine face, braced for survival
It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
Don't know how many times you were stuck in the morning
You just couldn't move, though your mother was calling
You know what you need is a lotto revival
A train flashes by, and you're lost in a spiral
It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
Take the train on up to the zoo
And don't look back on what you've been through
Because everyone's got a Monday
It looks like shit and it must be America
It burns so quick, and it must be America
It's nice to be liked but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish, how much do you wanna bet?
They'd which success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
That would surely include lots of money
You have got to have shitloads of M-O-N-E-Y, money
Writer(s): Liz Phair
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