Today you're walking in this terrible city Thinkin' about all you missed in your life Your house is paid And your wife is not gone And you've got a new family car Yes, today at nine o'clock in the morning You understand what you are Poor, cheap and down This is the moment the devil chooses to finally appear to you
Hey you, don't you wanna be rich I want you to be rich like me
The devil is leaning on his golden car Holding a big cigar between his teeth Whiter than white Yes! you're afraid but he snaps his fingers And then appear Six million sixty-six thousand bucks and sixty-six cents
Hey you, don't you wanna be rich I want you to be rich like me
You don't know what happened to your wife You don't know what happened to your house But you remember the moment you changed your mind When a super chick comine from nowhere Takes your cock and says Hey dummy why don't you come with me I need a bodyguard like you Without anything to lose In that crazy rhythm'n' blues.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
