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Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't
Have flashy flunkies everywhere? I don't
Who wants the bother of a country estate?
A country estate is something I'd hate
Who wants to wallow in champagne? I don't
Who wants a supersonic plane? I don't
Who wants a private landing field through? I don't
And I don't 'cause all I want is you
Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't
Who wants uranium to spare? I don't
Who wants to journey on a gigantic yacht?
Do I want a yacht? Oh, how I do not
Who wants a fancy foreign car? I don't
Who wants to tire of caviar?
Who wants a marble swimming pool too? I don't
And I don't 'cause all I want is you
Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't
And go to every swell affair?
Who wants to ride behind a liveried chauffeur?
A liveried chauffeur, do I want? No sir
Who wants an opera box I'll bet? I don't
And sleep through Wagner at the Met? I don't
Who wants to corner Cartiers too? I don't
And I don't 'cause all I want is you