Don't you worry there my honey
We might not have any money
But we've got our love to pay the bills
Maybe I think you're cute and funny
Maybe I want to do what bunnies do with you
If you know what I mean
Oh, let's get rich and buy our parent's homes
In the south of France
Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance
Let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
Way up there, you and I, you and I
Well you might be a bit confused
And you might be a little bit bruised
But baby how we spoon like no one else
So I will help you read those books
If you will soothe my weary looks
And we can put the lonesome on the shelf
Oh, let's get rich and buy our parent's homes
In the south of France
Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
And teach them how to dance
Let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
Making everybody look like ants
Way up there, you and I, you and I
This is my first summer song. I hope listening to it on repeat can bring a bit of its magic into my life.
Monday, April 27, 2009
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