Now if I was a millionaire I'd be poor and I'll tell you why Your eyes your lips and your hair those things money can't buy I could own a ship on the sea or a plane that flies through the sky But the kisses you once gave to me those things money can't buy When my journey on earth is through and I stand at the gate in the sky Thinking of those days we once
Now if I was a millionaire I'd be poor and I'll tell you why Your eyes your lips and your hair those things money can't buy I could own a ship on the sea or a plane that flies through the sky But the kisses you once gave to me those things money can't buy When my journey on earth is through and I stand at the gate in the sky Thinking of those days we once
