His Kind Of Money (my Kind Of Love) lyrics

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I bet you the wine is fine
And I bet you the diamonds are real
And i bet you his house is a big one up on a hill
Hey that's where he's got me girl
And not that I blame you at all
Now don't say your sorry just got and have you a ball

Cause I ain't got his kind of money
And I probably never will
But I got a buck that says his twenty's and his hundred dollar bills
Ain't gonna satisfy you forever
They can only buy so much
I ain't got his kind of money
But he ain't got my kind of love

Who's gonna bait your hook
Who's gonna get lost in your eyes
Who's gonna throw that ball that wins you the prize
Yeah who's gonna kiss you goodnight
Make it last all night long
Yeah who's gonna be there when he's always gone

No I ain't got his kind of money
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And I probably never will
But I got a buck that says his twenty's, and his hundred dollar bills
Ain't gonna satisfy you forever
They can only buy so much
I ain't got his kind of money
But he ain't got my kind of love

He can buy you, all he wants to
But girl I ain't sold
So keep my number handy, cause I think we both know

I ain't got his kind of money
And I probably never will
But I got a buck that says his twenty's, and his hundred dollar bills
Ain't gonna satisfy you forever
They can only buy so much
I ain't got his kind of money
But he ain't got my kind of love
I ain't got his kind of money
But your gonna miss my kind of love

You gonna miss it baby
That's right
My kind of love

Writer(s): Casey Beathard, Eric Church
Copyright: Sony/Atv Acuff Rose Music, Sinnerlina, Sony/Atv Tree Publishing
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