A classic 80's song from this guy. I remember him from some tacky blue eyed soul videos I saw when I was a kid. Who knew he had this kind of keep-your-chin up, everyday struggle stuff in his back pocket?
"Ooh money, money, money - we're talking bout money, money". I've just checked my Visa bills and I noticed I've spent nearly exactly the same amount on records that I've gotten as a salary from a magazine I journalize for. That's some real bad economics, you can't eat records.