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Money Cat - Harold Arlen, E.Y. "Yip" Harburg lyrics

When preacher can’t preach you
And teacher can’t teach you
When angels can’t reach you

The money cat can

We give social status
To countrified tomatoes

If you want kicks
And class and clothes
Money cat knows where the money tree grows

Beauticians will sleek you

Fashion cats chic you
Aristocrats seek you
Man
Man
Man
Man
Man
Man

And should that dream of glory
Be part of your plan

If anyone can help you
The money cat can
Money cat knows where the money tree grows
Mingle with the right folk
Meet the bottle poppers
Rub elbow with the elite
And the big name-droppers
If you got your heart set
On moochin’ with the smart set

Money cat knows
Where the money tree grows

Get your picture painted
On the magazine cover
You can have a palace
With the world your lover
Money cat can buy up
Anyone who’s high up

We’ve got dicks and politics and law
In the palm of our paw
The gendarmes may nail you
The lawyers may fail you
The judges may jail you
Man

So why be a flopola
With egg on your pan

If anyone can save you,
The money cat can

Thanks to Jasmine Covington for submitting the lyrics.
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