Your Cash Ain’t Nothin’ But Trash Steve Miller Band

[Intro]
"Your Cash Ain’t Nothin’ But Trash" (Take 1)
Here we go
Yeah, you may have heart about the gangster of love and the space cowboy
But I'm gonna whip a cat on you right now
Who's had more trouble, trials and tribulations
One, two, three, hey
Yeah, it's alright (Aw, look out, man, look out)
A-lookie here (Hey)

[Verse 1]
I was walking down the main track one night
I met a fine chick, she was built just right
She stopped when I flashed my roll
I told her she could have all of my gold
She turned around and with a frown
She said, "This ain't no circus and I don't need a clown"

[Chorus]
Your cash ain't nothing but trash
Your cash ain't nothing but trash
Your cash ain't nothing but trash
And there ain't no need in your hanging around

[Verse 2]
Oh, just to make a hit with a-that chick
I tried to get a Cadillac right quick
The man at the place, he looked so strange
Had nine hundred bucks and some change
We disagreed, I tried to plead
Well, he said, "I ain't a chicken and I don't need your feed"