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You don't have to pay for any moreOf what I'm selling door to doorI will demonstrate for freeBut each opportunityAlways ends in an apologyFrom the cue card that you readTell me what you think I needWhile you're burying the leadAnd showing me the door.There's people crying everywhereFrom being left in such despair.And they'd all expect for me to care,Who wants to be a millionaire?Sitting there behind a deskVery Greco-RomanesqueAnd I'm bringing out the gunsBattling the evil ones.Well I used to fly, the clouds belowBut my superpower's running low.Shoot the moon and gasp for airMiracles don't have a prayerThe weatherman says freak for rareLetras de cancionesAnd gives the highs and lows.I'm damaged way beyond repair.It's too much pressure brought to bear.Who wants to take this on a dare?Who wants to be a millionaire?Who wants to be a millionaire?Babe, I'm getting back in line.On the nickel, on the dime.'Cause I just don't have the heart to shareI guess you stole that fair and squareClimbing up the empire state.The planes were grounded at the gate.The sky's the limit. Celebrate.You made it to the topAnd the stars are everywhereYasir Arafat to Cher.Everyone who's won is there.Who wants to be a millionaire?Who wants to be a millionaire?Who wants to be a millionaire? From Letras Mania