| I’m resigned to a wind that’s blowing dust in my eyes,
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| And a sunshine that’s driving my mind,
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| Draining me dry… Tell you why,
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| Making money’s my religion,
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| I always do what the profits say,
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| And getting richer’s my intention,
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| Till I don’t get out of bed for less than a day,
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| I should be happy, I’m a millionaire,
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| I got the golden teeth and the perfect hair,
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| Don’t have no problem,
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| Don’t seem to care,
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| I should be happy cos' I’m a millionaire,
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| Been a Jack of all trades and a scatterbrain,
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| Went up in smoke, shot down in flames,
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| Went with the flow then against the grain,
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| Hey, nothing ventured nothing gained,
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| Got my interest in the lions share,
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| Got it all but not a stitch to wear,
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| Feel a frown turn up the flare,
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| Feel upset put a Ferrari there,
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| Cos' I’m a millionaire,
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| I’ve got the perfect teeth and the golden hair,
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| Don’t have no problem,
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| Don’t seem to care,
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| I should be happy cos' I’m a millionaire,
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| But I’m resigned to a wind that’s blowing dust in my eyes,
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| And a sunshine that’s driving my mind,
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| Draining me dry… Oh why am I so unhappy?
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| I wanna be loved by someone other than me
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| I’m so unhappy, I’m a millionaire,
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| I got the perfect teeth and the perfect hair,
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| Don’t have no problem,
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| Don’t seem to care,
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| I’m so unhappy yet I’m a millionaire,
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| I’m so unhappy yet I’m a billionaire,
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| I’m so unhappy yet I’m a trillionaire,
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| I’m so unhappy yet I’m a zillionaire,
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| I’m so unhappy I do despair. |