Gloria     
(Victoria, 1980)
      
She sat along the bar one day,
With one leg high, so sly.
Her eyes professed
she wanted play
I wanted to ask her …why?

With a bouncing heart I made my plea
I know I played the fool
But my eyes were blind
I couldn't see
and it got her off her stool.

And now I am a wiser man
Who knows a girl named Gloria
who took me by the hand one day
in a bar in old Victoria.

Ref:It's all for the money honey!
        It's all for the dough.
        It's all for the money honey
        And it's God who made it so.