They say that money won't buy hapiness
But boy would it cushion the blows
Imagine using money tissues
Every time you blew your nose

Cruising out on the highway
In my sports car glinting red
Driving straight into my yacht
Ocean sailing before bed

People responding all around
To my every beck and call
Watching movies for hours on end
On that flat screen the size of the wall

Flying out in my private jet
For any little affair
Continent to continent is daily routine
The finest luxury in the air

House parties that break the news
Every time the good times roll
Take my family and my friends
Anywhere around the globe

Tech toys to blow the mind
As spare hobbies on the side
Gold toilets and the lot
Would surely make my bottom shine

They say that money can't by happiness
But boy,  it helps a lot
Just whip out an 100 or more
Every time you feel some snot