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I can't settle down
my pennies don't add up to pounds
prepared my soul for patience
my confidence just moved out of town

I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor,
- it's lost it's allure. I really, really gotta be
I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor
I really, really gotta be
'cause you,
you make me feel like I don't belong

ain't go doe for bread
can't afford to cut my hair
I stole my soap from a, from a restaurant
but I'm cleaner than a millionaire

I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor,
- it's lost it's allure. I really, really gotta be
I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor
I really, really gotta be
'cause you,
you make me feel like I don't belong
'cause you, yeah
you make me feel like I don't belong
belong, belong, belong
you make me feel

I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor,
- it's lost it's allure. I really, really gotta be
I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor
I really, really gotta be

I wanna be rich, don't wanna be poor
I really, really gotta be
I've really, really gotta be rich