D.R.F.S.R.

[Intro]
(Dirty-rotten-filthy-stinking rich)
Oh, oh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Italian car as long as my street
I wanna wear exotic animals on my feet
Pretty rocks on my fingers
Pretty bells on my toes
Lots of caviar for my mouth
Maybe I'll even pierce my nose

[Chorus]
Gimme, gimme just half a chance
To lead you in this corporate dance
And I'll be dirty-rotten-filthy-stinking rich
Ha, hu, ha, hu, ha, hu!

[Verse 2]
Sign it all in the palm of my hand
Nothing gonna get in my way, you understand?
I got a house, I got a jet
I got a Rolls-Royce painted blue
The only thing that's left is for me, babe
Is for me to own you too

[Chorus]
So I say gimme, gimme just half a chance
To lead you in this corporate dance
And I'll be dirty-rotten-filthy-stinking rich

[Bridge]
I'm gonna have more money than you have ever seen
Baby, I just want all the frills
I'm gonna insilute my body in green (me too)
I'm gonna light my cigarettes with hundred-dollar bills

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus 2]
Oh, gimme, gimme just half a chance
To lead you in this corporate dance
Gimme, gimme just half a chance
To take you on a hopeless romance
And I'll be dirty-rotten-filthy-stinking rich

[Outro]
Oh, yeah
I'll tell you what I want, man!
I want bank accounts and I want CDs
And I want early-term rollovers!
I want everything!
Gimme, gimme!
Gimme your fuckin' car, or I'll [?]