or
Calloway

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.

Written by Calloway, Reggie / Calloway, Vincent / Lipscomb, Belinda / Gentry, Melvin
Published by EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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