Wall Street by Joyce Berry Lyrics

Do the Wall Street shuffle
Hear the money rustle
Watch the greenbacks tumble
Feel the Sterling crumble

You need a yen to make a mark
If you want to make money
You need the luck to make a buck
If you want to be Getty, Rothschild

(You've gotta be cool on Wall Street
When your index is low)
Dow Jones has no time for the fools
They wind up on skid row
With holes in their pockets
They plead with you
"Please, darling, can you spare the dime?"
But you just have no time

You're doing the Wall Street shuffle
Hear the money rustle
Watch the greenbacks tumble
Feel the Sterling crumble
Oh, Howard Hughes
Did your money make you better?
Are you waiting for the hour
When you can destroy me?

`Cause you're big enough to do the Wall Street Shuffle
Let your money hustle
Bet you'd sell your mother you can buy another

You buy and sell
You wheel and deal
But you're living on instinct
You get a tip
You follow it
And you make a big killing on Wall Street

Oh, Howard Hughes
(Howard Hughes)
Did your money make you better?
(Yes, it did)
Are you waiting for the hour
When you can destroy me?

`Cause you're big enough to do the Wall Street Shuffle
Let your money hustle
Bet you'd sell your mother you can buy another