And you might be right on the money
All the cheapest thrills they used to fill your daydreams
As we laughed and loved and danced our life away
Then you set your sights on penthouse nights and rich scenes
And good luck is all that I've got left to say
(Good luck is all that I've got left to say)
And you might be right on the money
But those dollar signs have chilled your heart so cold, so cold
And you might be right on the money
But honey, you ain't got the sense
To save the love of solid gold
Now you're riding style, running wild, it's crazy
How you made your name the toast of the town
And it's plain to see you'll never be my lady
A poor man's love will never bring you round
(Never bring you round)
And you might be right on the money
But those dollar signs have chilled your heart so cold, so cold
And you might be right on the money
But honey, you ain't got the sense
To save a love of solid gold
No, honey you ain't got the sense to save a love of solid gold
Solid gold
