D A G Black jeans, white tee, black converse You know she gets it right Blue hair, blue eyes, I saw her I couldn't help it, I was like I wanna be, be, be in the game I wanna know, know your middle name If we can go, go, it won't be the same 'Cause right now you're killing the game A Everybody’s gonna go big tonight, in a couple hours we’ll be like Chorus: D A G Take my money, take my keys D A G Drive this car through the drive thru please D A G From the floor to the ceiling, Robbing and stealing D A G Everybody in the place catch that feeling Bm A G A Like ooooo, Ooooo, D A G D A G Take my money Late night, passed out in Tokyo New York, LA, Chicago She said her friends were at the show Backstage, we'll let 'em in They wanna be, be, be in the game They wanna know, know what we've gotta say And in the front row you're goin' insane And in the back row you're killing the game Everybody's gonna go big tonight In a couple hours, we'll be like Chorus Take my money, take my keys Drive this car through the drive-thru, please From the floor to the ceilin', robbin' and stealin' Everybody in the place You can all take my money (Hey!), take my keys Drive this car through the drive-thru, please From the floor to the ceilin', robbin' and stealin' Everybody in the place catch that feeling like Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Take my money Take my money Ka-ching! | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D G Bm |