Well I gotta dream, its kinda obscene Long tall women, in longer limousines Drinkin' champagne from Italian shoes Throwing money out the door and listening to blues I'm gonna play tonight till the morning light For something we all want to own, a cool million Well I've seen my share of people that care Fix you up then they set you down, get tangled up in your hair Well I'll ber on loan maybe get a phone Surf across my hard wax floor Keep on knocking I'll open the door I'm gonna play tonight till the morning light For something we all want to own, a cool million Well I've been around with second class clowns Always drunk with a big red nose Spill their troubles all over your clothes It ain't such a drag, so go ahead and grab Fruit-a-hanging from the tree Enough for you enough for me I'm gonna laugh tonight till the morning light For something we all wanna own, cool million