Album: Blow-out
(Dave Hill-Steve Brookes)(Cloth Cap Songs)
I don't want to talk to you
And tell you silly lies
But I've done things that'll turn your head
And make a grown man cry
I've danced down in the jungle to the
Pounding tribal beat
I was on the first manned space ship hiding
Underneath the seat
I washed my feet with royalty
Had a curry in Madras drank a 34 Dom Perignon
From a thousand year old glass
But you, made a fool out of me
You, (million dollar ride)
You made a fool out of me
You, (million dollar ride)
You only wanted money
You only wanted money
People call me genius had women kiss my feet
Seen the temple of Diana and I surfed on Bondi Beach
Played the Sydney opera house
Lit the flame for charriots of fire
I climbed the Himalayas cause you
Know there's nothing higher
Made love out in a penthouse
Underneath a New York sky
I gambled in Las Vegas
And man I bled them dry
But you, made a fool out of me
You, (million dollar ride)
You made a fool out of me
You, (million dollar ride)
You only wanted money
You only wanted money
I have searched for fortunes
Rode out on the glory trail
Been arrested in Vancouver
Let me out on bail
I played with Jimi Hendrix on the
Bill at the Isle Of White
I chauffeured for Madonna
World tour every night
I lived next door to Elvis in those
Very early days, before hound dog and blue swede shoes
We went our seperate ways
But you, made a fool out of me
You, (million dollar ride)
You made a fool out of me
You, (million dollar ride)
You only wanted money
You only wanted money