C-Notes for the masses,
C-Notes for the elite,
C-Notes for the discriminating,
and C-Notes for the people who wouldn't know a good C-Note if it bit them in the Ask me no questions, tell me no lies,
Daddy made C-Notes until the day he died.
Mama had a C-Note, the C-Note had a bell.
Whenever Daddy rang it, it told him Go to Hello Operator, is this number nine?
If you get my C-Note, you'll soon be feeling fine!