Poor Little Millionaire

Hotel Del Coronado, may I help you? Hotel Del Coronado, may I be of service? Hotel Del Coronado, please hold Aging Mr. Fielding Telegram, telegram! Home for Mr. Fielding Wall Street calling Your mother calling Just Mr. Fielding wants the key to your success! He seems to float above a world that's totally a mess! Well! They say the Great Depression's gotten everybody's goat But Pops invented root beer, and it's keeping me afloat! And so I've sailed the seven seas to find myself a mate Love comes and goes, and heaven knows, I've spent a lot on bait! Yes, money can be made or lost, for that's what money does But that's not why at night I cry The reason is because I like sailing on every coast I've got millions, but I can't boast Because I'm missing what I need most I'm a poor little millionaire! Most girls think I'm a perfect match They see me and think, "ooh, what a catch!" But all my lovers go down the hatch I'm a poor little millionaire! I pay my taxes, I got no debt I'm just a little pot of gold! So I keep casting out my fishing net But the only thing I catch is a cold! But I'll keep sailing across the sea Until that siren starts beckoning me And when we merge, I'll no longer be Just a poor little millionaire! The Hotel Del Coronado, we made it! Smell that ocean air It almost makes you wanna run away to Mexico It looks like a movie set! I've never seen anything like it The view is absolutely beautiful! I was sitting in sad repose But then the boat started rockin' And there she blows! So now I'm hoping that Lorelei goes For a poor little millionaire! I've kept in a-hab, I'm in my prime And I could show you a whale of a time I pray you aren't put off that I'm Just a poor little millionaire! I've been looking for a gal for whom Cash is not an Aphrodisiac 'Cause the nights are lonely, only countin' your stash And though I love my money It doesn't kiss back! Do you believe in love at first sight? It sure is wettin' my appetite So say you'll sail on my yacht tonight With this poor little millionaire! Ooh, allow me to introduce myself I'm Osgood Fielding the third I guess that makes me Cinderella the second! I'm the proprietor of this humble oasis We aim to make our guests feel equally welcome And properly pampered May I help with your case? I can do my own heavy lifting, thank you! You must be with the band! I have a front row table to your show tonight I'll try not to spit on you Oh, don't hold back on my account! I'm a Pisces! Good, then you know there's other fish in the sea Pardon me, might you know that young Aphrodite's name? Who, Daphne?! Daphne! Time stands still! Daphne! My poor love life was all at sea I was all resigned to walk the plank But now my heart's feeling quite fancy free So let's bust open my piggy bank! Be my matey and say "aye, aye!" The next step, baby, we'll hit the sky! On the kind of happiness money can't buy With your poor little millionaire! Millionaire!