Ain't Nothin' Goin' on but the Rent - The Soul Selectors

Bill collectors at my door

What can you do for me Hey

No romance without finance

No romance without finance

Boy, nothin' in life is free

That’s why I’m askin' you what can you do for me

I’ve got responsibilities

So I’m lookin' for a man whose got money in his hands

‘Cause nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'

You got to have somethin' if you wanna be with me Oh, life is too serious, love’s too mysterious

A fly girl like me needs security

‘Cause ain’t nothin' goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B if you wanna be with me Ain’t nothin' goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B if you wanna be with me No romance without finance

I said no romance without finance

Boy, you’re silky ways are sweet

But you’re only wastin' time if your pockets are empty

I’ve got lots of love to give

But I will have to avoid you if you’re unemployed

‘Cause nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'

You got to have somethin' if you wanna be with me

‘Cause life is too serious, love’s too mysterious

A fly girl like me needs security

‘Cause ain’t nothin' goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B if you wanna be with me Ain’t nothin' goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B if you wanna be with me No romance without finance

I said no romance without finance

No romance without finance

I said no romance without finance

Oh, you look good to me Your silky words are sweet

But your pockets sure look empty

Ooh, nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'

You got to have somethin' if you wanna be with me Whoa, life is too serious, love’s too mysterious

A fly girl like me needs security

I said life is too serious, love’s too mysterious

Fly girl like me needs security

‘Cause ain’t nothin' goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B if you wanna be with me Ain’t nothin' goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B if you wanna be with me No romance without finance

No romance without finance

No romance without finance

I said no romance without finance

What can you do for me Oh, you look good to me Your silky words are sweet

But your pockets sure look empty