Freddie Mae, the girl that I adore Sent me packing in my beat up Ford Told me money was the thing that I lack But I came back in a Cadillac She said, "You'll never be a man of means You don't do nothing for my self esteem" Hurt so bad and fellas I ain't

I said I know that this may sound funny But money don't mean nothin' to me I won't make my music for money, no When I woke up this morning I was tired as I could be I think I was counting my money When I should have been counting sheep My agent he just