[Verse 1]
Well I'm down at breaker’s, time to slack
I clocked this motor, it was black
An undertaker's wagon slightly damaged in the back
A rust spot here and there, so what
It looked a runner, rust or not
So I [?] out, and said, "Here, Alf
What's the SP mate on, that lot?"
"Now," says Alf, "You’re talking [?]"
"[?] Ron [?]" Alf he said
"[?] cut it, Alf" I told him straight
"A pony, and that's the limit mate"
Well he gets me drift, we done the deal
When out come me credit card
"You must be joking, Ron," said Alf
"Coming at one in my yard"
Not very flexible, [?] Alf, know what I mean?

[Chorus]
Cash in hand
(Money money money money)
Pocket money
[?] baby's in the bin
[?]
[?] first at bat
[?] Dodgy (Leave it out!)
If you're not holding [?] you won't get a look in
Cash in hand, mate
[?] in the [?]
Got it? (Beep beep, beep beep)
[Verse 2]
So I pays the man, drives round me drum
Picks up the lads, enduring [?]
"Like the motor?"
"Oh love it, Ron!"
"Looks like the Batmobile gone wrong"
"You can laugh," I said, "but listen
Put back all the bits that's missin'
Hire it out as a limo, see? It's an earner, lads
Stain on me"
"Nice one, Ron, but about our wages"
"Yeah, we ain’t seen batch in ages"
"I’m boracic, lads, but with my plan"
"Hey, Ron, cash in hand!"
So down the pub I went and flogged the motor bargain rate
To some right woolly, sight unseen, as a luxury estate
(Well technically it is an estate, I mean you can stretch right out in the -)

[Chorus]
Cash in hand
(Money money money money)
Pocket money
[?] in the bin
[?]
[?] first at bat
[?] Dodgy (Leave it out!)
If you're not holding [?] you won’t get a look in
Cash in hand, mate
[?] in the bin
[Verse 3]
So I carved up the loot amongst the lads
One for you, thirty for me, know what I mean?
And what with one thing and another I forgot all about the stiff and the bill
Then it turns up
[?]
[?] and the Old Bill's at my door
"Accompany me, sir, to the station"
Same old bleedin' aggravation
"Wise up, son, don't lose your rag
Now about these wheels, and this here blag"
"I’m saying nothing, guv, alright?
I want my brief, I know my rights"
Down come Banners, [?] me [?] the lot, say
"Sticky wicket, old boy, wot?"
So I'm up one [?] at me dot
No MOT was all they got
Old Banners sobered up and plead
"[?] the boy's misunderstood" he said
"Guilty!" bench says, "100 quid!"
So Banners makes his final bid
"My [?] financially the boy's a wreck
Would the court mind if we, um
Paid by, uh, check?"
[Gasp]
[Chorus]
Cash in hand
(Money money money money)
Pocket money
[?] in the bin
[?]
[?] first at bat
[?] Dodgy (Leave it out!)
If you're not holding [?] you won't get a look in
If you're not holding [?] you won't get a foot in
If you're not holding [?] you won't get a look in
Cash in hand, mate
[?] in the bin