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Imagine..... Whoa, woa. Woa, woa. Big bill collecters, the ring my phone, they bother me when I'm not at home. Ain't got no time to be fooling 'found, feet hit the floor then I get on down. You see I want money, lot's and lot's of money. I want the pie in the sky, I want lot's and lot's of money, so don't be asking my why. I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich , for a little love, peace and happiness. I want my cake, wanna eat it too, I want the stars, the silver moon. I spend my money on lottery, my fav'rite number is one, two, three. You see I want money, lot's and lot's of money. I want the pie in the sky, I want lot's and lot's of money, so don't be asking my why. I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich , for a little love, peace and happiness. Everywhere rich. Love, peace and happiness. I want all the things that lovers do, a pocketful of dreams come true. Even things you can not find, won't you find the time to keep you satisfied. I'm rich! rich You see I want money, lot's and lot's of money. I want the pie in the sky, I want lot's and lot's of money, so don't be asking my why. I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich, oh, I wanna be rich , for a little love, peace and happiness. |