She wants a man with lots of money,
Not a poor boy,
He buys her things she calls him honey,
She calls me poor boy,
What good could it do,
To give a love pure and true,
When any fool could understand,
She thinks that money makes the man,

She wants a man with lots of money,
Not a poor boy,
She wants the things she'll buy with money,
Not a poor boy,
A man with money,man with money,man with money,

Just down the street,
I know a place
When they're asleep,
I'll cover my face,
I'll break the lock,open the door,
I'll slip inside, I'll rob the store,

Then I'll be a man with lots of money,
Not a poor boy,
I'll buy her things, she'll call me honey,
Not a poor boy,
A man with money, man with money, man with money, man with money