Delicious Surprise (I Believe It)
If I won me the lottery
I'd dance naked in the street, with a top hat full of money
And you'd wanna get to know me
If I won me the lottery
And if I was a movie star
I'd sip honey from a pickle jar, in the back of my limosine
And they'd call me an icon
And I'd be lookin back at you from the cover of a People magazine
I guess it's all for the takin
I guess it's all yours and mine.
My sister says I've got to see it, to believe it
And I believe it
I believe it
Well I'm just an outsider
I'm livin in a trailer, with a black and white TV set
If only I was president
Ya know I'd paint the white house pink
And never have to pay the rent
If only I was president
I guess it's there for the taking
I think it's all yours and mine
My preacher says I've got to see it, and believe it
And I believe it
I won't sleep til i've had enough (I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup
(I believe) I won't sleep til I've had enough
Until I've had enough
Delicious surprise
Now I do believe, now it's there all the time
Inside, I knew it all the time
I got me somethin to believe in
But all I really want now is a handful of salvation
And I believe,
I won't sleep til I've had enough (I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup
(I believe) I won't sleep til I've had enough
Until ive had enough
Til i've had enoooough... mmmm
I'd dance naked in the street, with a top hat full of money
And you'd wanna get to know me
If I won me the lottery
And if I was a movie star
I'd sip honey from a pickle jar, in the back of my limosine
And they'd call me an icon
And I'd be lookin back at you from the cover of a People magazine
I guess it's all for the takin
I guess it's all yours and mine.
My sister says I've got to see it, to believe it
And I believe it
I believe it
Well I'm just an outsider
I'm livin in a trailer, with a black and white TV set
If only I was president
Ya know I'd paint the white house pink
And never have to pay the rent
If only I was president
I guess it's there for the taking
I think it's all yours and mine
My preacher says I've got to see it, and believe it
And I believe it
I won't sleep til i've had enough (I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup
(I believe) I won't sleep til I've had enough
Until I've had enough
Delicious surprise
Now I do believe, now it's there all the time
Inside, I knew it all the time
I got me somethin to believe in
But all I really want now is a handful of salvation
And I believe,
I won't sleep til I've had enough (I believe it)
I won't sip my wine from no paper cup
(I believe) I won't sleep til I've had enough
Until ive had enough
Til i've had enoooough... mmmm
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Writer(s): Beth Hart, Glen Burtnik
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