My momma talking to me trying to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her cause my head is like a sieve
My daddy, he disowned me cause I wear my sister's clothes
He caught me in the bathroom with a pair of pantyhose

My basketball coach, he done kicked me off the team
For wearing high-heel sneakers and acting like a queen

The world's coming to an end, I don't even care
As long as I can have a limo and my orange hair
And it don't bother me if people think I'm "funny"
Cause I'm a big rock star and I'm making lots of money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Ah! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...

I'm so bloody rich! Ha ha ha ha
I own apartment buildings and shopping centers! Ha ha ha ha
And I only know three chords! Ha ha ha ha

Writer : THOMAS CHONG, RICHARD MARIN, GAYE DELORNE
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group