Money Burns A Hole In My Pocket - Dean Martin, Sweet

Money burns a hole in my pocket

How I wish I had millions of dollars and nothing to do But just buy pretty presents for you

Money burns a hole in my pocket

How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied

With money while I sit by your side

Every day of the week

We would visit the store

All the beautiful things you see

Would soon be yours

Cuz money burns a hole in my pocket

So I’m bringing your perfume and candy and roses of red

And wishing they were diamonds instead

Every day of the week

We kinda visit the store

All the beautiful things you see

Would soon be yours

Money burns a hole in my pocket

So I’m bringing your perfume and candy and roses of red

And wishing they were diamonds instead