So You Wanna Be Rich? - Joe Ely

So you wanna be rich…

You want the women to swoon

When you walk in the room

And they gaze into your diamond ring

You want the men to stare

As you rant and swear

At the waiter who brought the drinks

So you wanna be rich…

You wanna drive big cars

Hang out with the stars

And let 'em know you really care

You wanna pay off cops

Pull out all the stops

And let 'em know you’re really there

So you wanna be rich…

So you wanna be rich…

You wanna show you’re thrifty

As you pull out a fifty

Just to light a Hunka Cuban cigar

You want a million dollar shine

Not a drop of wine

On the seat of your Cadillac car

So you wanna be rich…

You want friends with power

New ones every hour

Flick 'em off like you would a switch

You want girls with class

With a nice tight ass who never complain or bitch

So you wanna be rich

So you wanna be rich

So you wanna be rich

Like the gangsters on MTV

So you wanna be rich

Like the ones who run the lottery

So you wanna be rich

So you wanna be rich