Orbison/priceWell I love this business, itís been good to meIíve got a different shirt to wear every day canít you see? The crowds, they respond to me they got my ticketsAnd you know my pictures ainít free, so Iím asking you, I really wanna knowWhere does all the money go? Well I dig applause, yeah, I get high from that soundI got roadies, tailors, barbers and bodyguards hanginí roundI got a top rated tv show, they play my records on the radioBut wonít you tell me true, thereís one thing Iíve got to knowWhere does all the money go? I got expired credit cards, a pool in my back yardI bought myself a lot of friends, I got a mortgage on a mansionAnd a mid waist expansion and at forty the fun beginsI love this business but it might be the death of meIíve endorsed a lot of products but you donít get me name for freeIím not really hard to please, just gimme top billing in every press releaseAnd Iím asking you, just listen to my show, where does all the money go? Well Iíll be in this business till Iím under the old oak treeAnd the folks will pay a lot of their money just to walk over meIíve got a hungry agent, gets a gig in every nation, and he books for my nominal feeWell I never saw any cash, but I know somewhere thereís got to be one hell of a stashAnd the epitaph I want on my headstone is where did all the money go?