Gimme green
gimme gold
gimme all that clinky coin
I want riches
I want bling
I want all the wealthy things
that wealthy people have
like fancy cars and
fancy rings
and big old houses
filled with big old fancy things
then I'd have the charm
the whole farm
with green I'd be king
of king town.
The hot tamale
The whole ham
and if I had all that money
I'd share it with you,
my friends,
and have cool parties
with all the best guests
like Morgan Freeman
and Melissa Joan Hart
and we could all hang out with them
and people would finally like me.
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