Fancy Passes — текст песни (Supremes, The)

(R. Miller/W. O`Malley/A. Vandenberg)

Money isn`t everything
As anyone who`s rich
It can buy pain and misery
Or grief

Though money isn`t everything
I have a pauper`s itch
So though I crave a brave
Yes
I`ll take the chief!

He bought me a cat
Siamese, imagine that
He keeps making
Fancy passes at me
All those fine and fancy passes

Oh joy, now I`ve got
Sixty feet of brand new yacht
He keeps making
Fancy passes at me
All those fine and fancy passes

He owns New York or Spain
But I don`t know which
He got fat in Uptown Manhattan
Poor Cinderella`s got her a fella who`s rich
Every penny, he`s worth a plenty

He owns United Airlines
That as well?
He owns receding hairlines
Oh, well!
He`s not so hip
Or smart as a whip
But healthy, wise and wealthy

He bought me a summer place
Somewhere out in outer space
He keeps making
Fancy passes at me

What a man you`ve got, Diane
Did he buy you a mink?
Mmmm..Passion pink
And a Cadi too?
Mmmm, Baby blue
You`re speaking of?
My baby love!
Your Romeo?
My Daddy Dough!
I love him a lot
How much has he got?

He`s got a plot of ground
He found over oil
Oh, my how chic we are
He bought New Jersey
So he could call me his girl
Oh, man, a feat we are!

Chocolate excites my tummy
Ooh
He bought me a firm called Yummy
So
He`s one of those gents
With good bizness cents
And quarters, half`s and dollars

Ding, dong, ain`t it swell
They just delivered the liberty bell
How sad all those Philadelphians will be

I`ll get half of what he owns
To keep up with Mrs. L. B. Jones
And if he keeps making fancy passes
I`ll start holding evening classes

I`ll give him sugar and molasses
And the life, I live
I`ll live luxuriously
From those late and evening classes
That sugar and molasses
Those fine and fancy passes at me
Oooweee
My honey
Yeah!