Satin Sheets

I wish I was a millionaire
I'd play rock music and grow long hair
I tell you boys I'd buy a new Rolls Royce.

Pretty women'd come to me I'd give 'em all the third degree
I'd give 'em Satin Sheets to keep 'em off the streets.

Hallelujah, let me sook it to ya
Praise the Lord and pass the tambourine
Great Jehova, you'll come over
As soon as you see me boogie-woogie
'Cross the silver screen.

I can hang 'em high or hang 'em low
I'd put 'em in the ceilings wherever I'd go
And swing all night from the rafter lights.

Hallelujah, let me sook it to ya, ...
I wish you was a millionaire,
Hallelujah, let me sook it to ya, ...