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Well I'm tired of getting ripped off Taking minimum wage from a boss who got brains that are soft And I'm tired of mopping the floor counting my drawer I get my check and wonder what did I work for I burnt out my body, I freeze dried my brain In a polyester uniform and grease stains Now I need to find a dream or a scheme Or the courage just to jump off the train 'Cause I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire How long can you live on macaroni and cheese How long can you live with the holes in the knees of your jeans How many times do you jump start your car Before you see junk yard's closer than a drink at the bar When I was a kid I had lemonade stand I made two dollars But it felt like fifty grand I had my own place Worked at my own pace And there was no heavy lifting Letras de cancionesAnd no sweat on my face Now I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire ...Ever since I started working ...Every single day in my life has been worse than the day before it I want to be the American Dream I want to learn the handshakes Smile while I'm back stabbing I want a blonde in a black limosine Who's drinking Don Perignon And using me for my money Makes the world go around But you never never hear the awful sond Of the devil sucking your soul Now your head is a wreck and your heart is a hole And I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire I've got to find a way, someday, someday To be a millionaire From Letras Mania