Money isn't everything. As anyone who's rich. It can buy pain and misery. Or grief. Though money isn't everything. I have a pauper's itch. So though I crave a brave. Yes. I'll take the chief!. He bought me a cat. Siamese imagine that. He keeps making. Fancy passes at me. All those fine and fancy passes. Oh joy now I've got. Sixty feet of brand new yacht. He keeps making. Fancy passes at me. All those fine and fancy passes. He owns New York or Spain. But I don't know which. He got fat in Uptown Manhattan. Poor Cinderella's got her a fella who's rich. Every penny he's worth a plenty. He owns United Airlines. That as well?. He owns receding hairlines. Oh well!. He's not so hip. Or smart as a whip. But healthy wise and wealthy. He bought me a summer place. Somewhere out in outer space. He keeps making. Fancy passes at me. What a man you've got Diane. Did he buy you a mink?. Mmmm..Passion pink. And a Cadi too?. Mmmm Baby blue. You're speaking of?. My baby love!. Your Romeo?. My Daddy Dough!. I love him a lot. How much has he got?. He's got a plot of ground. He found over oil. Oh my how chic we are. He bought New Jersey. So he could call me his girl. Oh man a feat we are!. Chocolate excites my tummy. Ooh. He bought me a firm called Yummy. So. He's one of those gents. With good bizness cents. And quarters half's and dollars. Ding dong ain't it swell. They just delivered the liberty bell. How sad all those Philadelphians will be. I'll get half of what he owns. To keep up with Mrs. L. B. Jones. And if he keeps making fancy passes. I'll start holding evening classes. I'll give him sugar and molasses. And the life I live. I'll live luxuriously. From those late and evening classes. That sugar and molasses. Those fine and fancy passes at me. Oooweee. My honey. Yeah!