Dm
Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday
Dm
Can't make no money giving your stuff away
Gm Dm
Why don't you do right, like the millionaires do
A Dm
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
Dm
Fay's a betting woman, she bets on every hand
Dm
She's a tricky mother for you, everywhere she lands
Gm Dm
Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do
A Dm
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
Dm
May's a good looking frail, she lives down by the jail
Dm
On the back though she got hot stuff for sale
Gm Dm
Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do
A Dm
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
Dm
Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday
Dm
can't make no money giving your stuff away
Gm Dm
Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do
A Dm
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
A Dm
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
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