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(Words: Robert Lamm - Music: Terry Kath) I don't want your money It don't mean a thing I don't need no fancy clothes Or a diamond ring I don't have to ride in style In your limousine I don't want no trouble Tax or Uncle Sam All I want is you I want to be your natural man I don't need your prestige 'Cause I got my pride I don't want your social standing I'd rather stand outside I don't have no time to worry 'Bout your greedy jive I don't want your money I don't like that game All I want is you I want to be your natural man. From Letras Mania