MILLIONAIRE

You said I was lazy, don’t work too hard
I said you’re crazy, because work’s a sucker’s job

And I could be a millionaire if I had that golden card
I’d buy myself a big old house and a fancy car
And you would be so jealous then, you’d ask me for a ride
But I’d just drive on and never say good-bye

Some people are born into a pot of gold
I was born dreaming, you were born old
And my dreams just get brighter with every passing day
And you’ll keep getting older, until you pass away

But I could be a millionaire if I had that golden card
I’d buy myself a big old house and a fancy car
And you would be so jealous then, you’d ask me for a ride
But I’d just drive on, and never say good-bye.