SP's tune for the day. . .

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
.
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me
That's too bad
So I must leave, I'll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world

Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
.

5 comments:

Rimshot said...

When will the ever delightful and very clever SP be guest blogging again?

I, like the view, still said...

she actually wrote a whole post, about one of her teachers choreographing a dance to one of her scenes in the school play (Oliver)

but had second thoughts about it being published. . .

;-)

Rimshot said...

*dons appropriately pathetic expression*

"Please sir, (erm...ma'am)may I have some more?"

I, like the view, still said...

very good, very very good

:-)

Mel said...

Ohhhh......that's such a good attempt, how could one not commend him for the effort?!



In the meantime, I gotta tell ya--Fiddler on the Roof seems to be the theme for some unknown reason.

HEAVEN forbid we're sliding right out of Abba and going to ...... oh, g'head and guess....LOL

*groan*