Teenage Bankman (Remastered 2013)

I'm sitting on Wall Street
I can small the smog
I look inside my wallet
There's a lot of money in it
And then I think that I'm the richest man in this town
I was born that way
And I'm here when all things come round

But don't accuse me
It's not my fault
And don't accuse me
It's not my fault

Well, I got a nice looking girl
And fifteen limousins
And an oil company under my thumb
Huh
People complain about the way I look
But I guess there's much to be jealous of
I hear it every day
I just tell them

Don't accuse me
It's not my fault
Don't accuse me
It's not my fault

I gotta tell you
I gotta tell you
Hey, how much do you want?
Fifty dollars
Five thousand
Five million
Well

Ooh
Ah

I'm so happy
Where do you wanna go?
I can take you wherever you wanna go
I got my private jet
Come on
Come on
Smart man's here

Well
Come on here
Yeah
Wooh
I can get whatever I want
Hahaha



Credits
Writer(s): Henrik Carl Rylander, Torbjoern Lundberg, Patrik Caganis, Bjoern Olsson, Per Christer Helm
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