Millionaire
(Indisponível)
(chorus)
Love is more precious than gold
It can't be bought, and it can't be sold
I've got love enough to spare
That makes me a millionaire
I've got a woman
with eyes that shine
Down deep
as a diamond mine
She is my treasure
So very rare
She's made me
a millionaire
When we ride around
this old town
in my beat up car
with the windows down
People look at her
then they look at me
say that man
is sure living in luxury
(chorus)
Her kisses fall
from everywhere
like riches on
a millionaire
So when my pocket’s are empty
and my cupboard is bare
I still feel
like a millionaire
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