sarah vaughan
you never give me your money
You never give me your money You only give me your funny paper And in the middle of negotiations You break down  I never give you my number I only give you my situation And in the middle of investigation I break down  Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack  Monday morning, turning back Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go But, oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go Oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go  One sweet dream Pick up the bags and get in the limousine Soon we'll be away from here Step on the gas and wipe that tear away  One sweet dream came true today Came true today, came true today (yes, it did) One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to Heaven