Lyrics

Money for Nothing

to "Money for Nothing" by the Dire Straits

I want.... I want my.... I want my EIP.... I want.... I want my.... I want my EIP.... Now look at them partners that's the way you do it They pick the 2Ls at the EIP That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and clerks for free Now that ain't working that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe bill a thousand on recruitment dinners Maybe bill a hundred on just one We gotta pick some doc review youngins Ivy Leaguin' due diligeeeeence You know we'll ne-ver, make you a partner We gotta feed our legal machiiiine See the biglaw partner with the 2L in the corner Yeah buddy she touched him there That biglaw partner got his own space station That biglaw partner breathes imported air We gotta get some doc review youngins Over feed 'em due diligeeeeence You know we'll ne-ver, make you a partner We gotta feed our legal machiiiiiine Don't need to learn to code the software Don't need to learn to paint or plumb Look at of counsel, she got it stickin' in the printer Man we could bill some fun And he's out there, what's that? Rainmaking bizness? Playing golf on Tuesdays with the SEC (or EOC?) That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get law clerks for free We gotta get some doc review youngins Ivy Leaguin' due diligeeeeence You know we'll ne-ver, make you a partner We got to feed our law firm machiiine, Lord Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You pick the 2Ls at the EIP That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your clerks for free Money for nothin' and clerks for free

I want.... I want my.... I want my MTV.... I want.... I want my.... I want my MTV.... Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little faggot got his own jet airplane That little faggot he's millionaire We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that ? Hawaiian noises ? Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free We gotta install ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's, Lord Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' get your chicks for free Money for nothin' get chicks for free

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