(Alex Krarmer, Joan Whitney)      La-la-la   Money is the root of all evil   Money is the root of all evil   Won't contaminate myself with it   Take it away, take it away, take it away      If a woman calls a man honey   And it's on account of his money   Honey & money will soon be gone   Take it away, take it away, take it away      I got the one I love   I got the moon & stars above   I got my youth & health   What do I want with wealth?      Money is the root of all evil   Money is the root of all evil   Won't contaminate myself with it   Take it away, take it away, take it away      La la la      Haven't got a cent but don't worry   Haven't got a job but no hurry   I would answer if they gave me gold   Take it away, take it away, take it away      If you want no income tax mister   Take it easy & relax mister   When they offer work be strong & say   Take it away, take it away, take it away      I got the one I love   I got the moon & stars above   I got my youth & my health   What do I want with wealth?      Money is the root of all evil   Money is the root of all evil   Won't contaminate myself with it   Take it away, take it away, take it away, take it away   Take it away, take it away, take it away, take it away