Audra Mae - Millionaire Тексты

When I was a little girl my momma cried
If only we had cold hard cash
Barbie dolls and lemonade, we sold it all
And all we made was gone so fast

Who wants to be a millionaire?
Who wants money to borrow?
Rich man today is poor man tomorrow

Swimming pools and limousines
And color shots on magazine and I don't care
Then the answer came to me like pictures
Of my memories but I'm not there

Who wants to be a millionaire?
Who wants money to borrow?
Rich man today is poor man tomorrow

Money don't grow up on trees, no
Money don't grow up on trees

They said, "you'll never gonna run out of money"
They said, "you'll never gonna run out of money"
They said, "you'll never gonna run out of money"

Who wants to be a millionaire?
Who wants money to borrow?
Rich man today is poor man tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow

Barbie dolls and lemonade, we sold it all
And all we made was gone so fast