[Intro]
Cmaj7 Em D
Okay, okay
[Verse 1]
Cmaj7 Em D Cmaj7
Think my paradise is tabloids and flashing lights
Em D
Truth is it's more like loads of cash
And a nice guy and a life lived right (I know that)
[Pre-Chorus]
Cmaj7 Em
There's just some things that they don't tell you, tell you
D
And all the dreams they try to sell you, sell you
Cmaj7 Em
The price of fame can take you to your knees
N.C.
And when it does, wanna run away with me? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Cmaj7 Em D
I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Cmaj7 Em
You, you, you, y-you could be the one I'm calling honey
D
Be my sex on the side
You, you, you, you
Cmaj7 Am Em
Acres of open stars, headlights of prеcious cars, life imitating art
D Cmaj7 Em D
I, I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Be my, be my
[Verse 2]
Cmaj7 Em
Drive fast, take me out of here
D
Louis out the window and 310 in the mirror
Cmaj7 Em
Life's great when you disappear
D
Rockies took the girl, but the city took the golden years
[Pre-Chorus]
Cmaj7 Em
This industry will try to kill you, kill you
D
But not before they try to bill you, bill you
Cmaj7 Em
They try to take away your wild and free
N.C.
And when they do wanna run away with me?
[Chorus]
Cmaj7 Em D
I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Cmaj7 Em
You, you, you, y-you could be the one I'm calling honey
D
Be my sex on the side
You, you, you, you
Cmaj7 Am Em
Acres of open stars, headlights of prеcious cars, life imitating art
D Cmaj7 Em D
I, I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Be my, be my
[Instrumental]
Cmaj7 Em D
Cmaj7 Em D
[Bridge]
Cmaj7 Em
Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree
Bm
I don't pay for nothing, baby, people pay me
Cmaj7 Em
And you right beside me’s just the icing on the dream
Bm
I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing
Cmaj7 Em
Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree
D
I don't date nobody baby people date me
Cmaj7 Em
And you right beside me’s just the icing on the dream (Oh yeah)
D
I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing
[Chorus]
N.C. D
I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Cmaj7 Em
You, you, you, y-you could be the one I'm calling honey
D
Be my sex on the side
You, you, you, you
Cmaj7 Am Em
Acres of open stars, headlights of prеcious cars, life imitating art
D Cmaj7 Em D
I, I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Be my, be my
[Outro]
Cmaj7 Em Bm
Okay, okay
Think my paradise is tabloids and flashing lights
Truth is it's more like loads of cash, and a nice guy and a life lived right (I know that)
There's just some things that they don't tell you, tell you
And all the dreams they try to sell you, sell you
The price of fame can take you to your knees
And when it does, wanna run away with me?
I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
You, you, you, you could be the one I'm calling honey, be my sex on the side (You, you, you)
Acres of open stars, headlights of precious cars, life imitating art
I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Be my, be my
Drive fast, take me out of here
Louis out the window and the 310 in the mirror
Life's great when you disappear
Rockies took the girl, but the city took the golden years
This industry will try to kill you, kill you
But not before they try to bill you, bill you
They try to take away your wild and free
And when they do, wanna run away with me?
I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
You, you, you, you could be the one I'm calling honey, be my sex on the side (You, you, you)
Acres of open stars, headlights of precious cars, life imitating art
I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Be my, be my
Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree
I don't pay for nothing, baby, people pay me
And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream
I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing
Go into my garden, pick the money off the tree
I don't date nobody, baby, people date me
And you right beside me's just the icing on the dream
I don't need you, I want you, and that's my favorite thing
I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
You, you, you, you could be the one I'm calling honey, be my sex on the side (You, you, you)
Acres of open stars, headlights of precious cars, life imitating art
I, I, I, I just wanna make a lot of money, be my own housewife
Be my, be my
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