Beverly Hillbillies/Money for Nothing

Huh, now lookie here people

Listen to my story

A little story 'bout a man named Jed

You know something?

That poor mountaineer

They say he barely kept his family fed

Now, let me tell you

One day he was shootin'

Old Jed was shootin' at some food

When all of a sudden right up from the ground, there

Well, there came a bubblin' crude

Oil that is Well, maybe you call it black gold or Texas tea

He gonna move next to Mr. Drysdale And be a Beverly hillbilly...

Before you know it, all the kinfolk are-a-sayin'

Yeah, buddie, move away from there

That little Clampet got his own cement pond

That little Clampet, he's a millionaire

Now, everyone said Californie

Is the place that you oughta be

We got to load up this here truck now

We got to move to Beverly

Hills, that is

Swimming pools

Move-a-move-a-movie stars

Huh

Lookit that, lookit that

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Y'all come back now, y'hear?

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