That's Rich

I'm doing alright for myself, folks

I'm healthy, I'm wealthy, I'm wise

My investments and such

Have all gone up so much

Seems whatever I touch

Starts to rise

I've got men, I've got money

And yet

The thing I want most

I can't get

Uh-huh, that feels good

I like that

I live in a mansion on Long Island Sound

I pulled up a weed

They found oil in the ground

But you telling me, you don't want me around

Now, honey, that's rich

Some guys give me ermine, chinchilla, and mink

And some give me diamonds as big as a sink

But you wouldn't give me so much as a wink

Now, baby, that's rich

I get brandy from Andy

And candy from Scott

Oh, and Frank and Eduardo chipped in for a yacht

I get stares from the fellas

And prayers from the Pope

But I ran out my luck getting stuck on some dope

Hey, baby, I was just talking 'bout you

Now, listen, sport

This life's too short

To waste it on you

It may be rough

But soon enough

I'll learn to make do with

The mansion, the oil well, the diamonds, the yacht

With Andy, Eduardo, the Pontiff, and Scott

And Frank, ooh, and my bank

So spill no tears for me

'Cause there's one thing you ain't that I'll always be

And honey, yeah, that's right

That's rich, that's rich

That's rich, that's rich