The revolution was on
Anytime the younger generation rebels
The rebellion begins in clothes
And the dresses in that shop with their firebrands
That storm the closet
Cut open the laces
And freed women from the Victorian added sale!
And as I freed them
They freed me
Franc by franc by franc
Oh, the money rings out like freedom
Clink, clink a jingle
That primitive sound is freedom to me
Free to parade up the Rue de la Paix'ed up
As equal as I can be
Every franc in the bank is freedom
Clink, clink they jingle
We live in a world where cabbage is king
So dime, Mark, and Krone
Make me your owner
And let freedom ring
One day in May
The duke and I let the tempers fly
And I told him whither to go and stay
So he invited to the next soiree
A buxom bore for whom he bought
A diamond bigger than a diamond ought to be
Did he
And I knew why
To make me cry
But I came wearing imitation junk
So large and gaudy that her diamond shrunk
The crowd went wild for the glass display
And costume jewelry was here to stay
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What a coup!
What luck!
Tell the bank to send a truck
Oh, the money rings out like freedom
Clink, clink a jingle
That capital tune is chiming "I'm free!"
My heart rejoices
When I hear in voices
That sing out so solvently
One spring
The king
Of I forgot exactly what
Picked the Grand Canal to have a fete
Which no one there ever will forget
All the rich and famous in a great corral
Saw me tumble in the Grand Canal
It's true
My shoe
Ensnared my gown and I went down
And down in Venice means really under
Which made me wet
And made me wonder
Would this have happened if by some chance
Instead of a gown I'd worn men's pants?
Then soon all the sisters and the cousins and the aunts
Were calling me the pirate in men's pants
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What a stroke!
How divine!
Call me up in Lichtenstein
Oh, the money rings out like freedom
Clink! Clink! They jingle
A queen with a leather jack is a king
So Kopek and Lira
Come nearer
Nearer, and let freedom ring
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Alex died without a word of warning
To friends, I cried
"I'll put the world in mourning"
And out of the depths of my distress
Came the basic little black dress
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Alex gone
What a shame
What a hit that dress became!
Oh, the money rings out like freedom
Clink, clink, the jingle
Translated, it means I count down no more
Up goes the income
And out goes the nincompoops
I had to please before
Oh, the pell from the shelf is freedom
Clink, clink, they jingle
With married away, oh death, where's thy sting?
So come, legal tender
Be tender, surrender
And let freedom ring
So come, sweet peseta
Come sooner, not later
And let freedom, freedom ring! (Let freedom ring)
Let it ring!
Let it ring!
Freedom!