The following is a true story
Only the names have been changed
To protect the guilty -

Well I left my job in my home town
And I headed for the smoke
Got a rock 'n' roll band and a fast right hand
Gonna get to the top
Nothing's gonna stop us, no nothing

So if you've got the money, we've got the sound
You put it up and we'll put it down
If you got the dollar, we got the song
Just want to boogie woogie all night long
Yeh boogie

I got holes in my shoes
I got holes in my teeth
I got holes in my socks
I can't get no sleep
I'm trying to make a million

And I got patches on the patches
On my old blue jeans
Well they used to be blue
When they used to be new
When they used to be clean

But I've got a Momma whose a hummer
and I've got a mama, whose a hummer
Whose keeping me alive
just keepin' me alive
While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys
while I'm doin' drinkin with the boys
She's working 9 to 5
She knows her place that woman

Just you wait,
One of these days see me driving round town
In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down
My bottle of booze
No summer time blues
Shouting out, Look at me
In my rock 'n' roll voice

Ain't no fun waiting round to be a millionaire
repeat

Hey hello Howard, how you doin', my next door neighbor?
Oh yea,
Get your fuckin' jumbo jet off my airport

Writer : YOUNG, ANDRE ROMELL / BROADUS, CORDOZAR / NATHAN GROVE, A / KURUPT, / G, WARREN
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.