Texty: Phoebe Snow. Second Childhood. Cash In.

If it has mystery buy it, things must have a price
Play it as it lays, lucky number pays, gamble till you win
Everybody cash in, yeah

You might just keep rolling sevens, time means nothing here
You could turn the stone, think of all you'd own, even statues grin
Everybody cash in, yeah, whoa
Take the money and run, cash it all in now

The stars can always go walking with me
Oh, what loyalty in the shine
Nice, that they can be so free
And all they spend is time

Cash it all in, cash it all in
Cash it all in, cash it all in
Cash it all in, cash it all in
Cash it all in, cash it all in

I fell in love with a circus, that's why I left town
Clowns breath down my neck, I thought they'd mark the deck
Until I called out gin and the jokers cashed in

When I am secure and can give you enough
I watch mother nature doin' her stuff
No one owns the right to this, my love, freedom's tough
It's tough for you, baby, it's tough for you, baby

So, how much can you get for your soul
When you rock and roll, money can't be worthless
When your music's mirthless, I love you back then
At least until you cashed in

Cash it all in, cash it all in
Cash it all in, cash it all in

Cash it, cash it all in
Cash it, cash it all in
Cash it, cash it all in
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