Dire Straits - Millionaire Blues lyrics
[Dire Straits - Millionaire Blues lyrics]
I woke up this morning
My Jacuzzi wouldn't work
Then the butler quit on me, man
Can you believe it? Jerk!
Must've been my artistic temperament
He couldn't take
How come nobody wants to give me a break?
I got the blues right there, mean and low
I'm as low as the heels of my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Well, I found one of my bathrooms and
I made it to the sink
I called one of my managers up
And I poured myself a drink
Oh, I swear I'd kill that
Little weasel if I could
Checked myself in the mirror -
My hair was looking good, but
I had the blues right there
Mean and mean and mean and low
As low as the heels on my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues get down!
Well, so much for breakfast
I couldn't face lunch
I thought I'd raise my spirit's
With a little champagne brunch
I take the Lamborghini
The flunky parks the car
Can you believe it, man
This other monkey won't let me in the bar!
I said, I said, 'Don't you know who
I am, man?' and he says, 'No'
No! Can you believe it?
I'm as low as the heels
Of these alligator shoes
You should know how it feels
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Bad, bad!
That's bad! yeah
So hard
It's hard sometimes for a boy
Ah, I like that
That's good
Get down!
You're making a very big mistake, man
Oh yeah
You'll never work in this town again!
All right
My Jacuzzi wouldn't work
Then the butler quit on me, man
Can you believe it? Jerk!
Must've been my artistic temperament
He couldn't take
How come nobody wants to give me a break?
I got the blues right there, mean and low
I'm as low as the heels of my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Well, I found one of my bathrooms and
I made it to the sink
I called one of my managers up
And I poured myself a drink
Oh, I swear I'd kill that
Little weasel if I could
Checked myself in the mirror -
My hair was looking good, but
I had the blues right there
Mean and mean and mean and low
As low as the heels on my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues get down!
Well, so much for breakfast
I couldn't face lunch
I thought I'd raise my spirit's
With a little champagne brunch
I take the Lamborghini
The flunky parks the car
Can you believe it, man
This other monkey won't let me in the bar!
I said, I said, 'Don't you know who
I am, man?' and he says, 'No'
No! Can you believe it?
I'm as low as the heels
Of these alligator shoes
You should know how it feels
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
To have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Bad, bad!
That's bad! yeah
So hard
It's hard sometimes for a boy
Ah, I like that
That's good
Get down!
You're making a very big mistake, man
Oh yeah
You'll never work in this town again!
All right