Satin Sheets

I wish I was a millionaire
I'd play rock music and grow long hair
I tell you boy, I'd buy a new Rolls-Royce

Pretty women would come to me
I'd give 'em all the third degree
I'd give 'em satin sheets
To keep 'em off the streets

Hallelujah let me sock it to ya
Praise the lord and pass the mescaline
Great jehovah, you'll come over
As soon as you see me boogie woogie 'cross the silver screen

You can hang 'em high or hang 'em low
I'd put 'em in the ceilings wherever I'd go
And they'd swing all night from the rafter lights