Текст песни Millionaire

When I was a little girl my momma cried If only we had cold hard cash Barbie dolls and lemonade, we sold it all And all we made was gone so fast Who wants to be a millionaire? Who wants money to borrow? Rich man today is poor man tomorrow Swimming pools and limousines And color shots on magazine and I don't care Then the answer came to me like pictures Of my memories but I'm not there Who wants to be a millionaire? Who wants money to borrow? Rich man today is poor man tomorrow Money don't grow up on trees, no Money don't grow up on trees They said, "you'll never gonna run out of money" They said, "you'll never gonna run out of money" They said, "you'll never gonna run out of money" Who wants to be a millionaire? Who wants money to borrow? Rich man today is poor man tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Barbie dolls and lemonade, we sold it all And all we made was gone so fast