I Wan'na Be Rich

words & Music by: Captain RW Best
Copyright 12/31/2007 by Roy W. Best
4226 Sixty Sixth Street Circle West
Bradenton, Florida 34209
941-795-2454
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I Wan’na Be Rich
V1:
Hung over one Friday morning, I guess it don’t make any differance which,
C’uz I took one look at me, and headed for a long Red Eye hitch,
I guess I was taught how to tip-er-up, by fam-ily and friends,
I’m poorer than a dirt farm rat, but oooh Lord, how I wan’na be rich.

Cho 1:
I wan’na be rich, (wan’na be rich),oooh, how I wan’na be rich, (I wan’na be rich)
I get all messed up on Friday night, and pitch my little bitch fit, (goodness
graceous, what a fit)
I’m gon’na win the lottery Saturday night, but if somehow I miss,
I guess I’ll have to just suck it up, but, oooh Lord, I wan’na be rich.

V2:
Now, I used ta hold a pretty streight line, after I’ed had a couple or three,
But lately I put ‘er in the ditch, and one time I even put‘er in a tree,
Now I’m just a back seat driver, but I still feel that itch,
I don’t care much about the past tomorrows, but oooh Lord, I just wan’na be rich.

Cho 2:
I wan’na be rich, (oooh) Lord I wan’na be rich (yeau he does),
I get all messed up on Friday night, and pitch my little bitch fit, (yeau that too),
I’m gon’na win the lottery Saturday night, but if somehow I miss,
I guess I’ll have to just suck it up, but, oooh Lord, I wan’na be rich.

I guess I’ll have to just suck it up, but, oooh Lord, Lord I wan’na be rich,
uh ha, I wan’na be rich, Yeau, I wan’na be rich,
Just a little rich, I wan’na be rich, Just a little oooh a lot rich,
Just keep on buyin’ them tickets son.