Kirsty MacColl - I'm Going Out With An Eighty Year Old Millionaire lyrics
[Kirsty MacColl - I'm Going Out With An Eighty Year Old Millionaire lyrics]
He sends me to work in a black shiny car
The girls in the chorus are jealous as hell
But, I find it pays when
You kiss and you tell
So I jetset around from one place to another
With lots of young geezers he
Thinks are my brothers
Britt's got her toy boys but I don't care
'cos I'm going out with an
80 year old millionaire
The friends I once knew are
A thing of the past
I can't stop to talk 'cos I'm moving too fast
I go to the shops with a chauffeur sometimes
He wait's in the car 'cos
It saves on the fines
Well you might think that when he's
So rich that seems funny
But he got that way 'cos
He's careful with money
Zsa zsa's quite gaga but I don't care
'cos I'm going out with an
80 year old millionaire
He won't last much longer if
He keeps drinking gin
I filled up the bottle that's marked medicine
He says that he'll leave all his empire to me
And sitting on top is the best place to be
So don't get impatient now boys you must wait
We'll all have such fun when I own the estate
Britt's got her toy boys but I don't care
'cos I'm going out with an
80 year old millionaire
Reporters all ask me if I'd ever switch
But, I'd never leave him 'cos
He's far too rich
You might want to punch me but you won't dare
'cos I'm going out with an
80 year old millionaire
There's just one thing better
Than an old millionaire
That's a young millionairess and
I'm almost there!